With Labor Day (and my vacation) past, I am back to the routine of dredging off to work during the day and hopefully stealing a little studio time in the evening. This has been a busy week at work--the start of a new program year. I work for a therapeutic preschool and like the public school system we kick off a new school year after Labor Day. This means staff training, completing intakes with new families and re-connecting with "old" families. Not much energy for creating when I get home!
Today I left work a little early for a doctor appointment. My right shoulder has been killing me the past few months...an injury caused from all that painting of our new place this spring. I finally went in to get it checked and ended up getting a cortisone shot. Hope that takes care of the problem...
But since I got home a little earlier, I thought it would be a perfect evening to soak up a little artful inspiration. Joel was willing to head over to NE Mpls for "First Thursday"--an evening when several studio buildings in the Northeast neighborhood are open to the public. We drove thru some heavy traffic to arrive at the Casket Arts Building, hoping to check out a new spot. I noticed that it seemed a little quiet. After checking one door and finding it locked, and then heading to another door, I commented, "I will be really ticked if we drove over here to find nothing going on for First Thursday". And with that, a lightbulb went off in Joel's head...yes, my brighter-than-me readers, it wasn't first Thursday...it was second Thursday...and it was quiet, because there was nothing going on.
Oh well, I chalked it up to it being a busy week. Determined to still enjoy an evening of art, we headed to the Mpls Institute of Arts--my favorite local art museum. We topped off the evening with a trip to Izzy's for a little ice cream.
So not quite the evening I had imagined, but inspiring nonetheless.