Friday's nest has come and gone..
and I must get back on track.
So many things are going on. Good things.
Time stealing things. but mostly good things.
I have a feeling when this week passes or even at night I will climb my stairs and suddenly be thrown into the fire and noise, and rather than like pulling teeth, the paintings will come easily. Maybe this is just wishful thinking. But I think that is how it will be.
Ferocious productivity is my goal.
I miss painting right now, the real deal, the real work.
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