Humming a Little Tune in My Studio
From a song from Fiddler on the Roof:
[MENDEL, spoken]
Rabbi, we’ve waited all our lives for the Messiah. Wouldn’t now be a good time for him to come?
[RABBI, spoken]
We’ll have to wait for him someplace else. Meanwhile, let’s start packing.
[YENTE, spoken]
Well, Anatevka hasn’t been exactly the Garden of Eden.
[AVRAM, spoken]
That’s true.
[GOLDE, spoken]
After all, what have we got here?
(sung)
A little bit of this
A little bit of that
[AVRAM]
A pot
[LAZAR]
A pan
[MORDCHA]
A broom
[YENTE]
A hat
A little bit of this, a little bit of that is what gets me singing as I putter today. Over the summer, my studio has gone from studio to guest room and back several times. Sometimes I’ve been thoughtful and systematic in making the transition; other times I’ve taken a stash’n’dash approach. Regardless, I’ve misplaced items repeatedly and spent considerable time in search of those items. Most have been located. Some remain in absentia.
The gift in all of this is that I keep bumping into old work and all sorts of materials—a little bit of this and a little bit of that everywhere I look. I love what I’m bumping into.
I rediscover a pad of five 2.5 x 4″ sample sheets of thick, high-quality watercolor paper, bound at one end and making a tiny book. Serendipitously, my online artist friend Simone recently texted me photos showing how she takes small found compositions from prior work, glues one per page into an art journal, and adds asemic writing.
I plan to play in a similar way!
I start today by creating the covers to my scraps diary.

2.5 x 4″; acrylic, collage, and oil pastel on paper
abstract
2024

2.5 x 4″; acrylic, collage, and oil pastel on paper
abstract
2024
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