This one is for Ellen. Okay its a little gross maybe, but I've been meaning to take a picture of my soap for the last few months. I think it was last fall I wrote a post about being minimal in my life and how I've used the same bar of soap for almost a year. (which by now is over a year) Gross? I don't think so. How do you make a bar of soap last that long if you bathe every day? duh, you don't put the soap in the water. You pick it up and dip it or your hands and keep it from dissolving by keeping it mostly dry. We use well water here, water is in abundance, I take a bath nearly every night and that bar of soap gets used. For what its worth, it takes me about a year to use a large bottle of shampoo and I wash my (long) hair every 4 days. A little dab will do ya just fine.
I think of how long I've managed to keep a bar of soap every time I look at it. I feel good about it. And there is a feeling of this is how I like living, how I like using things up and not wasting things. It's probably why I make the kind of art I do too. I use up everything. All my food leftovers get made into a quiche or soup or something strange. All the little scrip scraps I find on the road as I walk or drive, get picked up and used in art. It keeps me alive and creative trying to implement discarded things, saving things and using them up to the last drop. There is a fine line between doing that and becoming some out of control hoarder. More and more I want my environment to have art in it and only the basics. Me and Tod have this fantasy that one day we can have an open house of sorts and every once in awhile just sell everything (furniture I've made, art) in our 'home' and then I can start all over again making things. That's the plan. Get it while you can.