It’s that time of day when I start fading away.
I’ve been working on all the cut-outs for the big 36 x 36 inch panel.
Kvetches
Waste Not Want Not – Pick it Up and Eat it.
I can’t believe how hot it was today. 105! And I wonder why I feel like a sloth. Continue reading
Subdivisions
Every second that goes by is beginning to freak me out. First a little, and then a lot. Continue reading
Three Days, No, Two Months of Frustration
I am actually going to post the following, not because I’m stupid, but because I want other artists out there to know that we all hit brick walls sometimes.
I wrote the following the other night as a private post. I do that sometimes. I use this blog as a kind of “Dear Diary” and do not make all the posts public since, believe it or not, I get even more personal than I already do. But I decided to publicize this rant and lay myself out on the train tracks.
Spinning Wheels
Every time I think I’m above it all, I find myself right back, flat-faced, molded, to the hard surface of the ground.
By “above it all,” I don’t mean in some condescending sort of way. I mean transcendent, like I’ve finally graduated, or matured somehow – where the little things no longer bother me. You’d think I’d have a real thick skin by now.
No such luck.