Suffering Succotash, I Can’t Think!

I don’t know, I felt like writing, but now I can’t think. What was I going to say? Fuck if I know!

…This is the kind of thing that keeps happening. I just started going to speech therapy. Speech therapy is more like cognitive therapy, but “cognitive therapy” is a type of talk therapy in psychology. So, don’t be confused. Since my brain surgery, I can’t remember stuff, I get confused, and I can’t process things like I normally would. Or like I could before the surgery. I don’t know what the new “normal” is!

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Metrics

Since 2025 is almost over, I’ve been swimming in a sea of administrative and logistical tasks. I actually find this stuff enjoyable, mostly because I’m a bit organizational crazy. Over the last couple of days, I’ve been trying to take a detailed inventory. It’s more than just how many paintings or Artist’s books I have on hand. It’s an inventory of the many facets of my practice. It’s just time-consuming to gather up all the numbers for the whole year, especially because I haven’t done an inventory like this in many years, if at all, really.

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Rolling Right Along

I’m still not quite sticking to a good painting schedule, but we just got over a four-day holiday weekend here, so I wasn’t exactly wanting to work. I did some work on the promo project, which is very close to being finished. I’m just waiting on more photo wallet envelopes from eBay, but I’ve got everything else done. Pretty much.

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Hair and PR

My CT scan came back in pretty good shape. They put my head back together correctly, not that I really thought they didn’t. The area we were concerned about was just some scar tissue that still needs to heal up. Now I don’t need to go back to the surgeon for six months, get another CTA right before the next visit, so, I’m good there. No worries.

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