Shear Madness

Sensory overload at Ikea. The intention was to find frames of the right size for my new drawings, but now I think it would be better to make the drawings to fit standard size frames. A very un-artisty thing to do, but extremely practical.

A guided stroll through the store (follow the arrows painted on the floor or you will never ever find your way out) awakens some primal urge to get organized: all the shelving and bookcases and cabinets with magnetic doors, glass-fronted units and drawers with colorful knobs, places to hang shirts and display shoes, oh the color coordinated boxes and baskets and bins--wouldn't your life be better if you could tidy up like that?