Working in the studio

So, today I had some fun cutting out images for collages and cleaning up my studio space a bit. It was lovely having some time to do these things because I feel like I have been neglecting my creative side too much over the last few years and any moment spent in the studio is precious. The feel of scissors through paper is so soothing that I have this slight fear I might be a psychopath. At least I've been feeling more inspired by the images that I've been cutting out, despite it taking forever to do well and the worry that cutting feels good in a deep-seated way. I've been thinking a lot about animals in victorian dresses and fun hats. Too trite?

Also, there was a potluck at my house earlier tonight where I got to talk to a lovely gentleman who told me that he is finally starting to make it as an artist! The idea that someone can get tot he point where they are able to support themselves with their creativity is so uplifting. Now, this gentleman has not agreed to let me use his name, but he used to work for Lucas Arts and is now working hard to make and sell his pieces. I had hoped to pump him for more information, but he slipped away before I was able to get to that spot. Alternately, the whole conversation ended up with me calling myself "more of a craft artist" which I'm not sure is 100% accurate yet. I think that I imagine myself as a mixed media artist, but in the end, where is the line between craft and mixed media? I don't know yet, but I think it is time for more exploration and play in the studio.