i crawl on my belly like a reptile…. i sometimes wonder what people would think if they could see me at work on my stuff– when i work on my sculpture, of course, i sometimes drool– at least, if my concentration is sharp enough. but this week of painting has been intense, and i have …
i’m listening to some live queen this afternoon, and suddenly realised that, after finishing up painting for the day, i still had a little jam left in the old brain cells, meaning i could jot a few lines down here. i still have to walk over to the casa de cambio and exchange a few …
been trying to come up with a snappy title for this new blog, but nothing much has really come to mind– “what a long strange trip it’s been” was already taken, and anything else sounded hokey or overly dramatic. SO– instead, you get this little preamble. thing is, i wanted so much to write, and …
