I almost didn't remember my blog address tonight, it's been so long since I've met my standard with my blog postings. Today would have been a great post too. I went to a paper mache class / artist retreat with Terri Brush. The unfortunate reality is that I left my two days worth of projects and the soldered winter scene up in Layton at the hostess's home. Could I be more absent minded? That is how much is on my mind these days, I walk out after 2 days with nothing to show for myself. I felt right at home with my security blanket of market totes spilling over with crafting curiosities and tools, and not a clear surface in sight between the 6 banquet tables set up in Lorraine's basement. I met other creatives, experienced my A.D.D. at it's peak of relapse, swapped supplies, enjoyed collaborating and ate amazing food. I only wish I could have stayed longer, but it was late notice for me when I signed up and I couldn't swing all the mom duties back at the farm. I'll give you the nitty gritty of the who's, what's and where's, as soon as I can pick up my winter vignettes and menageries of snowmen & disassembled angels.
