Organizing

It's near the end of the year and instead of spending it in a drunken stupor like normal, I've actually been doing some much needed organizing.  You see, I move around a lot (not an alot).  Like, a serious lot which you can undoubtedly find evidence of in these non-hallowed...pages?  words?  Whatever.

One of the things I find I've never got time for during a move is going through paperwork and files and whatnot.  It's a low priority thing and I'm generally more focused on bigger things like moving cars and hooking up utilities and that kind of thing.  Well, the last couple weeks I've recycled four full boxes full of crap that I've been carrying around but that's not what I want to talk about.

I spent the evening organizing my art.  All of it.  Or, at least, all of it that remains.  I viewed, sorted, and filed everything I had left spanning nearly 30 years.  It was...interesting.  Hankerin' at Drunkens and Dragons says that art is a skill.  I agree with this.  I don't have hardly any skill at all but it was fun to see how I got there from having zero skill.  Maybe it was negative.  Can you have negative skill?  I'm pretty sure I had that when I started.

I was also struck by how much I remembered of what was going on.  I could generally gauge the era something was drawn in even if I hadn't started sticking dates on things in 1990 (yes, I really do this).  I even remembered what was going on in my life and where I was living which is kind of a feat given how many places I've lived.  It was an interesting trip down memory lane for better or worse.

The upside of all of this, is that I've been reunited with some of my favorite pieces.  Digitizing gods willing, some of them will show up here.  Maybe my post count can be saved after all.