Cleaning My Closet
I live in an old house with tall ceilings and you need a ladder to get to the top of the closet. The stuff on that shelf has been there since we moved in seven years ago.
So I’ve been cleaning. I was surprised both by what was there and what wasn’t. A zip drive and zip disks? Seriously? And I guess I wisely threw out most of those hundreds of (pre-digital) photos I took of my freelance work the last time we moved.
Of course I hadn’t really forgotten that 40 years ago I owned a tapestry loom. But I opened a plastic bin to find seven tapestries, four of them really large. I know I was young with no children and the internet didn’t exist yet, but I was working full time and going to school at night…and tapestry is really slow…when did I have the time? Plus, honestly, I only vaguely remember a few of them, and some I don’t remember at all.
My brain synapses have definitely atrophied.
Still. It’s always good to see a grid (and interesting how my artistic impulses remain the same). And how can you go wrong with a rainbow? But some of them are really strange, even by 70’s standards.