I’ve learned something valuable lately… The bedding you choose to wrap yourself in at night can make or break your sleep. This may sound like I’m late to Club Obvious, but hear me out.
I’ve recently moved and now have a single bed. I’m starting over somewhat and thanks to the kindness of a good friend (and affordable rent), I have a roof over my head. He’s had his own single bed for years and so I’ve been borrowing some of his sheets and such till I can piece together my own range. We have very different tastes in this area and herein lies my recent discovery- the wrong sheets (and duvet/blanket/whatever) can contribute to insomnia.
This may not be a major issue for most people, but I have a couple of things working against me in bed (hush now): I have Restless Legs Syndrome and also ADHD. With both come a kind of hypersensitivity to tactile information. Turns out, I can’t sleep in flannel sheets. I fidget (more than usual), feel like my skin is being wicked of its moisture, and the cloth feels smothering to my body- not warm or hot, just smothering. I’ve tested this theory (during sleepless nights) a few times in the past month and as soon as I return to a smooth, cotton or poly-cotton touching my skin, I sleep. Like, immediately.
I’ve had insomnia most nights for the month or so I’ve been in my new environment. I’ve also found I’m very sensitive to the rustling of a down comforter. It feels and sounds like I’m sleeping in plastic carrier bags. I can dampen the sensation by having a cotton blanket on top of the down duvet, but I still struggle to tune out the crunchiness of a bag full of feathers and the lining that helps prevent those feathers from poking through. (Pair that with having an insomnia-related tinnitus flare-up and there might as well be a frat party of noise in my head.)
This is all new to me, as I’ve never been in a position where I’ve borrowed bedding so different to what I’m used to, and I’m not ungrateful for the offer, but I’m running on the fumes of sleep most days. Today, I sucked it up and spent money on new sheets. They’re budget-minded (I’ve never owned fine bedlinen anyway), but should help me get some sleep. Let’s hope so, anyway; Zombie is only a fashionable look until the end of this month…
There’s a lot going on, but I still – nearly every day – open up my blog admin to write something here. As is evident, the browser window closes without a new update. I know this has a few of you concerned, and I thank you for that. One person asked where my July posts are; there are none. July was complicated.
I’m going to let some dust settle and then I’ll be back. In the meantime, I’m tweeting under the usual handles: @regularjen and @jendixonarts, posting to Instagram as @the_regularjen and @jendixonarts, and I’ve recently joined Path (a lovely mobile social network based on real connections with people). I am, inevitably, on Facebook as both Jennifer Dixon and my artist page. It is far easier for me to communicate in little bursts than long-form right now.
Be well, and I’ll see you in here again soon. x
It was a tough start to the day, I had tears, headaches, and felt lost. Then I got a call… Well, Pete got the call because I’d given my new number, but then he called me and said, “Great news!” and so within a few minutes I was ringing an exhibition space. I can’t go into details yet – not till I sign the contract – but I’ve had a meeting with a curator regarding putting together a large, three-week long, solo exhibition of my work. We’ve had the handshake and a contract is on the way. This exhibition of my art will happen between April and May of 2015.
Needless to say, I was feeling better after having peanut butter and jam, but this took me to the clouds. I first pursued the gallery space back in January and was told that August was when the next year of bookings take place; I was told to contact again then. So I did. I emailed and they got back to me right away. They have said they really like my work.
Between January and now I’ve been working really hard on my career. The new website is up and looking great, I became represented by galleries in Marazion and St Ives (that happened in April), and I have had better direct sales than ever before. This exhibition is really the next logical career step and I am thrilled that the work I’m putting into my career is gaining momentum and showing returns.
I don’t make enough money to make a living yet, but I’m on my way. I’m downsizing my studios, living space, and other general spending out of necessity, but the enforced frugality is coming at a good time for my business focus. I aim to trim fat away wherever I can, maximise my earnings, and be able to make this path of mine successful. I may be back to the ramen noodle budget from twenty years ago, but everything else with my work seems to be falling into place.
Fortunately, I like ramen.