Friday, May 23, 2025

Here's to whatever comes next

In case you missed it, you can read last week's post here.

I kept spray fixing through the weekend and ran out of the 3 cans of fixative I bought on Friday from Cass Art and made another trip to purchase 3 more cans on Tuesday morning bright and early. I also treated myself to another matcha with a view, because why shouldn't a Tuesday feel as good as a Friday?

After all, I was getting over a major hurdle, working my arse off to get caught up, and that surely warranted a wee celebratory moment. I also went to a shop nearby to get some storage boxes for the fixed pieces to protect them from dust and hide them from my sight. 

As luck would have it, last week I found a rusted metal cart that someone had left out in the street. If you don't already know this about me, I have really good "street finds" luck. I just knew with a clean up, reassembly, and some spray paint this found cart would be perfect for my needs. And it was.



Besides, spray fixing, painting found carts, and planning to catch up on my blog (which I have now done - miracle of miracles!!) I continue to enjoy my walks, seeing my pals, working, and taking better care of myself. I even learned how to make my own matcha lattes (I might be a bit obsessed).


Now that my paper pieces are all fixed, I am now organising them and planning on how I want to share them and make them available for you all. One of my big realisations is how much I have missed talking and sharing my art with you. Social media makes it pretty impossible these days, so new ideas must be hatched. Good thing a friend has me well stocked with matcha... 


Thank you for your patience and for being here now. I haven't let myself get that far behind on my blog in ages and ages. I know I had every reason to let it slide, but I am so glad to be back on track. 

Here's to whatever comes next. Keep fighting and I will too. 
Love and gratitude for you and the gifts you bring.

See you next Friday! 

2 comments:

  1. Megan, I am so glad to read your life for the last few months. I would have loved to comment on each entry, but Google was fucking with me until the very end when it finally let me in. And now I'm glad I just read straight through and could see the downs and ups and to see you keeping on (with the help of cakes!). Sending you buckets of love.

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  2. Dear Barbara, Thanks for reading and for wanting to comment and for leaving me with this gem - "Google was fucking with me..." I do understand - it does the same to me! ;) Thanks for being here for the wild ride. Sending love back.

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