the question I keep re-asking myself this morning is: how is better not better?
Huh? I mean, if a change is for the better, indisputably, measurably improved, better, then what reason would there to be to doubt it? Sure there’s a compromise, isn’t there always? But the net is gain.
So what’s with the doubt?
Will it all fall apart despite the big life-shift?
Will it turn out that now I’m on the other side of the paradigm the grass is the same muddy colour?
Could it be the part of me that wants to pretend the uncomfortable bits aren’t worth it and revert to the full time discomfort of the old life?
A big life shift contains and consists of many minor life shifts. A happy change I’ve made is I now live in a house without at TV.
‘But you’re gonna get one, right…?’ Nope!
But hey, I got music, radio, podcasts, I got the all-encompassing-web. I got you guys! Most of all, I got way to much to do and think and make and be … TV’s a thing of the past in my world! ……… well, except for ……….. I have got my own special variation that came about through serendipity.
As I unpacked the boxes of belongings, I kept the strong n sturdiest for future use.
I’m not gone get rid of this, now am I? Double walled = super tough, it’s a big flattish box I used to move biggish paintings.
When I noticed its original use, its next incarnation began to enfold in my head. My very own better-than-a-tv…
The big flat sides glued together (the smaller side edges will come into play in a future project, doubtless) Covered in a layer of paper and another of sheeting for a clean flat white drawing-pin-in-able surface. (but could equally be something bright n cheery, or mixy-matchy with furnishings – and is infinitely changeable too)
And at last, the postcards and flyers I gather up at shows and on gallery trips get to see the light of day.
So over time the ‘picture’ will evolve; it only shows images I love and inspires instead of distracting 🙂