Thrummie Bizzum

Lightbulb Moment

My beautiful, amazing, low energy, high happy, SAD deterring, art daylight bulb in my studio popped. Deid. Dark. Defunct. Replacement tomorrow.

In fairness it has been lighting my way since April 2024, and I am old enough to remember when lightbulbs were far less stoic.

Naturally today was a very dark day with zero attempts at sunlight, so painting was done by the light of two ring lamps, and it all got a bit atmospheric and spooky for a while.

I put this A1 page of blind-contour drawings back up on the easel and messed about. Disrupt, Disrupt, Disrupt. They are much more interesting to me now.

Another ending occurred. The very last scrapings of my last pot of Sludge Gesso were smeared onto a sketchbook page, and I don’t think I’ll be able to get more as I don’t think Jackson’s are restocking. No-one else sells it here, so I shall mourn and move on. Humph.

Til the morn,

Suzanne

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2 responses to “Lightbulb Moment”

  1. tammyvitale Avatar
    tammyvitale

    I read that endings aren’t endings. They’re threshholds. I have different reasons for hanging on to that than you, but offering it just in case.

    I love this drawing btw.

    And this is going into my journal: lightbulbs were far less stoic

    Tammy Vitale

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      thrummiebizzum

      Ooh I’m honoured to be in your journal. I hear you on transitions, that’s how I look at a lot of things too.

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