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.