Wow, I have been so out of touch with everyone. I do believe I needed the wandering solitude of the last month of my life. It's time for me to catch up though, my old friends miss me.
I'm sitting here listening to a new
CD. Yes, it's songs that are composed about Neil Gaiman's characters and stories... nerds and emo kids rejoice! It's wonderful, actually. I'm digging it alot.
I've been wandering about on my bike alot recently. I live right next to a large community park, and I find that I spend alot of time there, basking, chilling, thinking, reading... soul searching and the like. It's very peaceful and I think I need that peace after so many hellish months of pure insanity.
I've been reading mostly kids books, thank you work for providing so many advanced copies and the lending library.
I have never had so much access to so many choices, and yes I have been reading kids sci fi. There's alot of quality books there, surprisingly. I love Turner's "The Thief" and the subsequent sequels... I discovered Peter and the Star Catchers, which is amazing, and I am currently reading Riordan's "The Lightning Thief" which is a take on greek myths set in contemporary times. I am loving the hell out of it. I know I know, I should read the books on my shelf, but the kids books are applicable now to my work, and they're fun, and they take three hours to puruse. SO yeah, good stuff all around.
I went to the beach earlier this month with some good folks. It was one of those nighs where we were all drinking and said "Let's go to Lake Michigan and watch the sunrise"...yeah, drunk fantasies much? Not at all, we ended up there, six of us in one little car. I was in the (freezing cold) water when the sun rose. It felt great, I haven't been to the beach in years... I an't believe how much I missed it.
Other things are going on of course. I have a painting in a show at the moment. The Anger show at Scene Metrospace. IT's an amazing show actually, I recommend you stop in if you can before it goes away.
I haven't been painting as much. I think I need to reopen myself to it. I'm inspired by odd things lately, mostly people still, but now it's everyone as opposed to a scant few, and I am trying to figure out how to absorb, dillute, and regurgitate all of this influx of power. I don't know what will come out of me, but I'm sure it will be powerful, and painful, in tandem...
Everyone, I know I have been absent, but I am still here. Not ignoring you, just repairing and gathering strength.. my mettle was tested very badly the last six monhs, and I feel like I have been in a self imposed caccoon for the last month. Give me a chance, and soon I will be beter than the person you used to know.
Love to all.
I'm sitting here listening to a new
CD. Yes, it's songs that are composed about Neil Gaiman's characters and stories... nerds and emo kids rejoice! It's wonderful, actually. I'm digging it alot.
I've been wandering about on my bike alot recently. I live right next to a large community park, and I find that I spend alot of time there, basking, chilling, thinking, reading... soul searching and the like. It's very peaceful and I think I need that peace after so many hellish months of pure insanity.
I've been reading mostly kids books, thank you work for providing so many advanced copies and the lending library.

I went to the beach earlier this month with some good folks. It was one of those nighs where we were all drinking and said "Let's go to Lake Michigan and watch the sunrise"...yeah, drunk fantasies much? Not at all, we ended up there, six of us in one little car. I was in the (freezing cold) water when the sun rose. It felt great, I haven't been to the beach in years... I an't believe how much I missed it.
Other things are going on of course. I have a painting in a show at the moment. The Anger show at Scene Metrospace. IT's an amazing show actually, I recommend you stop in if you can before it goes away.
I haven't been painting as much. I think I need to reopen myself to it. I'm inspired by odd things lately, mostly people still, but now it's everyone as opposed to a scant few, and I am trying to figure out how to absorb, dillute, and regurgitate all of this influx of power. I don't know what will come out of me, but I'm sure it will be powerful, and painful, in tandem...
Everyone, I know I have been absent, but I am still here. Not ignoring you, just repairing and gathering strength.. my mettle was tested very badly the last six monhs, and I feel like I have been in a self imposed caccoon for the last month. Give me a chance, and soon I will be beter than the person you used to know.
Love to all.

poem:
I know the feeling. 
