...I continue to spend most of my time in the studio. It's hard to believe the weekend is here already. Time disappears when I'm writing, but not nearly as quickly as when I'm painting. And then there's the matter of sleep. When I'm writing I usually get up a million times to write something down that came to me just as I was on the verge of falling asleep, but after a day of making quick decisions in watercolour that are both conscious and spontaneous and after negotiating the space between control and the loss of control, between brilliance and mud, I'm definitely ready to sleep.
In other news, Aberrant Lounges, a new chapbook by Kimmy Beach and published by Martian Press, showed up at the post office yesterday. It's a good looking chapbook. I look forward to reading it.
By the way, I'm still waiting for my Amazon order to show up.
Anyhow, now that I know which of Santa's reindeers I am, it's time to find a sleigh and get into the holiday mode. Posts will be light or non-existent until early in the new year.
Psst! Santa, I found a sleigh!
We're good to go. Happy holidays!