hardly able to contain my excitement. yup, that's me.

tuesday 

january 23

i am finally (for the love)

unpacking and moving into my studio!

i will post pics, i promise, when i am all done.

here is a sneak peek as i began to unpack my books & magazines:(do you know that i first fell for matt because he had great books on his bookcase? 

oh yes i did. 

i didn't hurt that i also thought he was this cute, smart, alterno soccer player. 

he also inadvertently wooed me with his top secret chocolate cookie recipe, which was amazing deliciousness. 

{ahem, soooo secret that he didn't tell me what it was until we were on our honeymoon!

 i'm not kidding.} 

i was instantly smitten.

meanwhile, 

he thought i was some random girl who told really long stories with no point. 

ah, some things never change!)

last night i was up late working on a new papyrus project

and then on some art for my mail art club

(in progress below)

as i was working, i happened to start chatting online 

with one of my very dearest friends from high school. 

so good to talk for a long time.

(matt corrected me when i said we talked for an hour; 

"it is not talking, it is chatting on the computer." 

same difference- tomay-to, tomah-to.)

it made me think about history,

about having a past,

a rootedness in the thing or the people

that have come before this moment right now.

so i made four little paintings of twisted and unfurling roots.

sometimes one of the most lifegiving things for me 

is re-connecting with friends

from long gone seasons of my life. 

there is something about still being able to talk with people who knew you years ago;

even if your lives look radically different now,

there is a gift in having shared life in the past.

off to finish the studio!

(i can hardly believe it!)