Morning, Zonk. I feel all happy and fuzzy and slippy today. Like a noodle in warm gravy. Because I’ve been going through a long dry spell of the music kind and I just broke it yesterday. I wrote one new song, finished parts for another, and in general played a lot. All day, in fact. Which is why I did no work at all and I’ll pay for it with a depressed day really soon, but o well. At least I know now that I haven’t lost my ear for sound and my head for making it. My fingertips feel like they are slowly and painfully disintegrating and I suspect I’ll have to eat my lunch with a spoon today, but it’s a small price.
Also, I woke up at 7 a.m. today, played more guitar, took a shower, and started work on one of my several long-neglected projects. Feels awesome :)
In other news, a lady mailed me today saying she has a dental clinic and needs a wall painted. The wall’s 9 x 10ft. Which is roughly the area that would be covered if I gathered 18 people of my size and made them stand in two lines of 9 people each, one on top of the other.
I’d sworn off walls for good after the last one I did, Zonk. Because walls are just too fucking big and I’m sort of small and easily overwhelmed. Plus, I don’t like to share work with other people. Because I don’t trust anyone with my own work, or trust myself to know enough to direct others. If someone did something ugly, I wouldn’t even be able to tell them it’s ugly. I’d have to smile and say it’s not what I expected but it’s nice anyway and then I’d have to make up a story about why I don’t need help anymore and then do it all over again myself. So a wall that’s 9 x 10ft. is going to be fucking painful.
But on the other hand, I am fucking broke. I haven’t seen anything more than a hundred rupee note in ages. I could charge on a per square foot basis for a wall. And on a wall that big, there’s going to be loads of square feet..
At this point in the post I got distracted by an image of Square Feet and wasted the rest of my work-time-before-Tink-returns-from-school on a silly illustration. Sigh.
And now I should go work. But before I leave. The wall…you think I should take it up? It’d be nice to have somewhere to go work at everyday for bit too..but then it’s huge.
Much Love From A Has-been Noodle,