Fancy magazines talk about “rotating your art,” which is what I suppose I recently did, though “art” makes it sound much fancier. They’re pieces I’ve picked up, from art fairs to Michael’s, just because I like them. And sometimes you get tired of staring at the same things.
Shrug.
So I did a little rearranging. Not sure if I like it, but that’s OK, I can always reshuffle. It’s freeing.
In the smallest of ways.
Sometimes a tiny change is all we need. A little variance, something only slightly different. It switches up the way we see things, makes us notice things we’ve looked at blankly for ages.
Not a whole lot of investment. Not a whole lot of risk.
And that’s where my brain is on this Wednesday. Have a marvelous day.