What should I talk about first? Should I tell you about the wonderful afternoon I had yesterday drinking wine and eating chips in Piazza Santo Spirito, talking to artists whom I love and inspire me every time we spend time together, or about the wonderful morning I had today having coffee with some of the writers from my Writers Group talking about writing and new projects? Tough choice. Or maybe I should talk about the fact that when you make your art your business, your inner self becomes so crowded in that tiny space left in your brain and soul, because of all the ideas that seem to never end and that you never have time for.
I am weirdly exhausted from all the busy days and nights lately, trying to put everything in its rightful place and arranging new projects and beginnings. But it’s a good exhaustion; it’s the kind that keeps you awake at night just to finish that last phrase from a presentation, or to add another sentence to that article you have to submit. It’s been a very lazy and awful summer work wise and finally this year is starting to be gentler and kinder to us. And because all good things are usually temporary I am grabbing any chance I get, expanding my eardrums not to miss any interesting whispers that might soften my path.
As I have started to make so many changes, I thought that after 106 days of writing about my daily life, I should try and dust off a little this project and turn the page, writing about the things that build the person I am becoming and the things I am surrounded by; either if it is a new artist I meet, or a new shop I see, or something that inspires me and makes me run home and type like a mad man. So, bear with me for the next hundred days and who knows maybe you will be inspired and find something in here that appeals to your eyes or your creativity.