It’s been something like another ten days of continuous rapid cycling. Somehow, this roller coaster manages to fall into the downward direction more often than not, and yet somehow, I am still hopeful? What’s up with that? I don’t know how that works exactly, but it’s how I’ve been cranking along these past couple of days — knock on wood, lightly anyway. And might as well knock to the beat of Love Rollercoaster, the original one by Ohio Players. That is, the track off the album, not the tamed down single. The difference in the lyrics are like night and day.
News
What the Hell is Going On?
Art-wise, nothing. Seriously. Sorry. Okay, I have done a couple of short sittings on this, which has literally been taking me a year? Jeez!
Family ‘Aint So Bad
So, wow. Look what’s here. My dream table. It’s a Mayline drafting table, and it’s amazing!
Up to Today
Today I’m going to pick up a few paintings from my gallery in Santa Monica, Craig Krull Gallery. They are for a group show I’ll be in at El Camino College in February called Personal Matters.
Light Bulb

I should have added a couple more items of interest to the entry I just posted a few minutes ago, In All the Other New(s), but I forgot! Ha! I haven’t been “promoting” many of my recent blog posts to Facebook, G+ or Twitter lately because I’ve been out of my mind, depressed and I also know I’ve been blathering a bit too much. I didn’t want to bombard everyone with too much of me (me, me, me), but I promise to post this entry to social media. You’ll see.



