For this post to have the proper effect, you really need to imagine it with the song “Wipeout” by the Surfaris. As I mentioned in my last post, I’m on a bit of a “vacation.” A rest. Alright, more like a sudden layoff without any kind of severance pay. A wipeout. The Past Thing Over the years, I’ve written several…
I arrived home ahead of schedule on Wednesday and just sort of collapsed. I took the dog and about three absolute necessities into the house, got into the shower, and then into bed. Thursday I unloaded the car, hauled things into the house, and dealt with the tire situation. I sorted through some laundry and reassembled the toiletry/medication storage in…
As I mentioned a couple of weeks ago, I am not having the best health season. Tuesday I broke down and WENT to see the doctor. While he was very sympathetic and listened to my concerns, the diagnosis is a severe asthma flare up. I don’t know, and it doesn’t matter, if it was allergies, the COVID shots, a sinus…
After a long week where my main focus was overcoming the stomach malady reported in my last post, I entered the weekend happily, but with a full schedule. Key was entered in two “element” trails over the weekend and between the drive over (1 hour), trial, and drive back, my afternoons were shot. Thus, between food prep, house cleaning, and…
Unable to Friday psychasthenia: A sudden collapse in someone’s mental health or stability of mind After a five-day weekend last week and a mere three-day workweek, I would never have suspected that Friday would be the day that did me in. But Friday morning, by 7:15am, I knew I wasn’t going to be able to cope. Issue 1: I had…
Apologies to Deana Carter for the title, but I couldn’t resist. Warning: This post shows a (real) photo of blood and talks about an accident. As you know, my life is a never-ending parade of glamour and high-society happenings. In keeping with this lifestyle, Friday night I decided to shave my legs. While I was in the shower, I proceeded…
I’ve started this goal post several times over the last few weeks. As early as late October I was making plans for a year that was not 2020. Aside from the obvious society-wide issues, 2020 had a lot of personal highlights. I had my first solo show. I coped with a pandemic. I moved. I got a pair of new…
2020 has been hard. There may be nothing else we agree on, but on this point point, I think all humans are in agreement. In the United States, the election is just days away. Afterward, half the country will be happy, the other mad. COVID-19 continues to rage on essentially unchecked. No one knows, let alone agrees on, if staying…
It’s my story that the last two weeks of not posting or doing art have not been my fault. And I’m gonna stick to it. The last few posts at the end of August were about the finishing of two paintings for an upcoming show. I worked hard on them, and the remaining steps were to varnish the panels and…
When starting Ruth Armitage‘s Roaring 20’s mentorship program, I filled out a little questionnaire about my goals. One of the questions was about how much painting I did and if that was enough or if I wanted to do more. I answered that I painted from 1-4 hours a week, and that felt like enough. This weekend was a “1-hour”.…