It occurred to me to try a new tactic - get out the camera and shoot the studio in its currently idle state. Half-finished and not-quite-started projects laying around plus tons of new materials accumulated during my post-tax-return spending spree. Lots of notions floating around in my head, but nothing yet sprouting -- like my ipomopsis seeds. Frost warnings too, maybe art imitates the weather these days. You can see that my surfaces are accumulating a rich loam, composting layers of new fabric plus books and magazines that inspire with their images and lofty deconstructions. Plus the usual filing and ironing and whatnot. Even the smell in the studio reminds me of dirt -- for some reason, basement smells are filtering up and accumulating in here, despite many airings-out, so a musty dampness permeates the room. What will grow? I just need a little more sun, a little more rain in what has proven a long, slow spring.