Really? A loss for words? Can it be true? Or is this just another way of saying, or hiding the fact, that I am too scared to divulge what’s really going on around here? Perhaps it’s a bit of both. It feels like I have been complaining a lot about being down in the dumps. But I don’t think I’ve truly opened the curtain on just how ugly it’s been.
So, wow. Look what’s here. My dream table. It’s a Mayline drafting table, and it’s amazing!
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.
Well no more wondering about what I’m going to put on the covers of the flash drive boxes. I’ve found these playing cards on eBay that I’m going use. They excite me, as I sort of fell in love with them. Maybe I’ll even place another playing card in the box. It depends on what I feels like doing. I just got the deck today. Still, all the little details on this book are moving damn slow.
So I wrote something quite like this late last night on the Exodus Project blog. Please excuse me if I repeat some of this information, but I have had some sleep since then. I’ve probably thought up new stuff. Maybe I won’t repeat it all. I know I’ll repeat some of the “newsy” bits, like how I’ve been working on laying out my new artist book called, the Spark – which will be going inside of the Up to Now flash drive cases.
