Monday. Drinking coffee ground with new grinding mill, eating a self-made red velvet cupcake and making plans. To commemorate, here is Vee’s cat ominously lounging in my wheelchair.
Where we stayed in NYC
It’s 2 am. Moments ago, a large taxi driver handed me a Russian Christian Ministries flier in the elevator of my building. “Please come – Saturday, 11 am.” He seemed to really mean it. After a pause I talked about the churches in Russia, how beautiful they are. He repeated “Please come”. Is nowhere safe? — This prompts a mini Flickr recap of recent days. Not motivated for NYC #2 update, yet. New painting, very early in the process. Oil …
As you might have read for yourselves by the way of Coilhouse, I have the pleasure of participating in the Dances of Vice Festival February 8 and 9. I’ll be showing The Pleiads together for the first time along with a few other pieces, and selling prints, as well. And,