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 on wood.
Making an attempt to take part in the 365 self-portraits project but so far I’ve only got 20-something images, some not even self-portraits. Still, it’s fun.
Moo is amazing.
She beckons from beneath a pile of pillows. I oblige.