1 post tagged “teaparty”
Elsewhere. City, store, secret boardinghouse, every place imaginable. Aviary, press office, library, kitchen, salon, fabric workshop, wardrobe, sky lounge, teaparty room, disneyworld.
That's not how to start.
What can I say? I've been here 11 days now. Should have started the journal when I first arrived. I was too overwhelmed then, though. Now I can't remember what it was like before here. Before I became mostly accustomed to seeing such a profusion of objects, things, everywhere. Just imagine who I might be after two months here!
Things I've been thinking about: scripting of conversations, narratives, ownership of place and thing and art, color-coordination.
Things I have done this week: made dinner for 10 people twice, swiffered the bathroom floor, helped excavate the fabric workshop, reupholstered a chair, sewed 12 coin-purse wallets, gone to the gym, walked around Greensboro fliering for 5 hours, had two teaparties and a tarot reading, had a couple of brilliant outfit-changes, ridden in the back of a pickup truck, eaten at least three quesadillas, begun a Regency romance novel that I can't remember if I've read before or not, photographed my desk every day, cried, laughed, sneezed, coughed.
Things I would like to do here: gather all the yellow things in Elsewhere into one yellow room, reorganize the Wardrobe, gather the courage to climb the ladder to the roof.
Constant overstimulation, intermittent nostalgia triggered by the oddest things. Total inability to articulate. Oh well! Input far exceeds output. Blockage in the pipes?
