The Great Procrastinator

OK- definately procrastinating here. So much to do, such big concrete blocks piling up on my tight, sore back... My Yellow Pages ad is paying off and clients are coming out of the woodwork, yet I haven't even had time to properly set up my studio.

I'm such a perfectionistic procrastinator, my desk had been sitting on my leaky verandah (porch) for so long the wood started rotting away. So, I made it my mission to repair that desk perfectly and make it the most beautiful desk in the world, which would glow like a luminous night sky with realistic gradation, glittery constellations and nebulae decopaged between many layers of varnish for a 3-D effect...

My standards are so high the worked-on desk is now sitting, waiting, fearing the rain...two steps backwards,
one step forwards...for all mankind...

Blogging can be the perfect way to procrastinate...it clears the mind and collectively, fragments of linguistic sketches, or mere seemingly-pointless ruminations, can actually build one day towards a body of work...just when you felt productively anorexic...

I have websites, video and graphic work to do and a career to catch up with.

It's like one day I had the absurd idea of being a donkey-cart driver. I bought the donkey and cart from some dodgy dealer and sat down to fasten my sandals before getting behind the reins. Something, perhaps the sound of the screaming wheels of time, alerted the donkey, who took off at a stallion-like pace, leaving me racing desperately behind, dodging falling wares, while the dodgy-donkey dealer rubbed his hands together, smugly pocketing my cash.


Why can't I get off my ass? ha. ha. ha.