Oh, I’ve been having such fun lately. First this depression – then, when I find something to distract me from all of that (like making these little books to go with the flash drives), my Epson Stylus Photo R2880 takes a big crap on me. Actually, it’s more like it’s taken hundreds of craps on me – all day, everyday, for the last few days. I’ve just about had it. I’m on the verge of throwing the thing through the window. And maybe I would if it wasn’t such an incredible machine otherwise.
It’s been a while since I’ve posted. Truthfully, I’ve been very reluctant to post anything. It’s a hyper-sensitive time – for everyone. Writing my feelings about the outcome of this election is heavily complicated. On one hand, I’d like to address it – process my feelings as I type. Perhaps come out from the shadows. One the other hand, it’s really nobody’s business what I think. No one really cares anyway, and it doesn’t even matter. Or does it?
I know it might seem like it, but I’m really not feeling all that much better. Way back when Dan came to me, I was pretty down and out and he seemed to bring me out of feeling like crap, so you’d think that this guy would do me the same service. This is Mars and he came out of my pencil recently.
Today I finally got back to painting. I’m happy about that. It’s been a very long time. And we also installed a brand new air conditioning unit in the little window in my studio over the weekend! Woo hoo!
