It’s been another minute. But I’m here trying to write an entry today because I don’t have a headache that’s too bad.

I’ve had an incredible headache/migraine every single day for the last six weeks that’s been driving me insane. It came after a walking pneumonia relapse, just after my show ended. I guess I wore myself down or something. I feel like I’ve been sick since right before Ruby, my dog, came in mid-December. I haven’t been able to do much since. By the time I took down my show, I’ve either been in bed or at the doctor’s or in the ER. 

These headaches led me to a neurologist a couple of weeks ago, and Friday, I’m going in for some MRIs. I haven’t seen neurologists in years, since I was being evaluated for MS. They want me to do all those nerve conduction tests as well, but I’m not sure if I want to go through that again. 

I’ve been energy-less. I’ve made absolutely no art. I can’t. I can hardly walk Ruby a half a block. And even though Hannah has been sick as well, she’s been picking up a lot of the slack for me. I feel bad.

I’m also sleeping in past 6:30, which is rare for me. I’m usually up working by 5:00. Instead, I’m up puking because of these headaches. I’m miserable. I have to take narcotics almost every day because of the pain, but I’m trying to skip days so I’m not doing that every day. I’m wearing “ice beanies” I keep in the freezer—whatever I can do for relief. I’m hardly on the computer because of the light and the overall discomfort. I only like the bed or my recliner. I feel like a living potato sack.

Stellarhighway took some of my paintings and my Artist’s books to the Outsider Art Fair in NY, and that just wooshed by me. I could hardly pay attention or promote much about it; I was in bed. That is not to say I haven’t been thoroughly excited about it. I’ve wanted to be in that fair for a long time. I had one painting in it almost 20 years ago, and I don’t even remember the gallery’s name that took it there. I think it was a gallery from Georgia. Anyway, it hardly counted, and it didn’t sell. I have no idea how my work did this time around. I’m a little nervous to find out. 

This weekend I’m in the High Desert Art Fair in Pioneertown with Craig Krull Gallery. In fact, I’m speaking on a panel with Craig, Hannah Sloan of Hannah Sloan Curatorial & Advisory, and another artist, Debbie McAffe. That’s this Saturday around noon at the Pioneertown Motel. I just hope I feel okay and know what I’ll be saying. I guess I’ll figure it out!

I also recently sold one of my Queersition books to Emory University’s Woodruff Library in Atlanta, Georgia. Nice to be in another university collection. 

And now, my energy is de-energized, so I will now disengage. Bye.