So, July is nearly done. And I’ll be honest–July 2018 is the worst month of my life that I can remember. Everything went wrong, nothing went right, and the only direction was southward. Downward. Into the abyss, though not far enough to matter in the real world.
However, August 2018 is waiting in the wings. And given the things I’ve seen, I’m thinking that July 2018 is going to seem like a picnic when the new month enshrouds me.
Sorry to be so depressing, but sometimes the world hurling toward us orbits a dark star.
See you next month, unless my fortunes reverse and I make that dark star my new home.
Wow, we’re almost at the end of April. And what have I been up to?
Well, nothing much. Trying to survive.
Anyway, I completed a video project. Here’s the link:
Hope you enjoy that; sorry if the preview image is a spoiler, but I’m new to this YouTube stuff. Let me know if you don’t enjoy it and I’ll try harder.
And here’s something that might possible come to something, should fate be kind. It’s just a preliminary image at this point…I don’t even have any actors for this!
(The red box is my “bounding box”, where things enter and exit the stage. So I can herd my actors accordingly.)
So that’s the state of things. As always, thanks for visiting, have fun, tip your waitress and I’ll see you all shortly…ish.
Let me confess–since I’ve been working on an hourly basis (several years, now), the holidays are even more depressing than they normally are. Aside from the obvious, for hourly folks, a “holiday” means “No. You can’t can’t earn money today–it’s a holiday. So, no, you can’t pay your bills–not enough earned hours.” No, no paid holidays for you. As you might imagine, that tends to color certain events–
Anyway, here’s a present, made for a friend this season. Since I have no money, it’s a painting. Fall foliage as seen on a morning when the fog is just now dissipating. And if you like it, happy holidays to you, too.
See you again in a few weeks, and as always. thanks for stopping by.
I haven’t really done any creative work in the last few weeks. Well, I have, but not the kind of work that–well…
Personal circumstances continue to disintegrate. Since this blog is not an autobiography I won’t go into details, except to say that the work I’ve managed to do is dark…dark even for me.
Here’s an example.
Tell me you want that hanging in your living room.
See you next month.
“Un” as in uninspired, unmotivated, uninterested, unmoving. I don’t know whether it’s due to the change of seasons or what, but I have absolutely no desire to do anything creative.
I haven’t painted in weeks, I haven’t launched PhotoShop in who knows how long, and I don’t feel any push to change either state. What have I done? Worked, read fitfully, leapt from webpage to webpage, fed the cat. In other words, nothing much.
So: consider this yet another placeholder post while I contemplate the long-vanished activity called activity.
And another transmission dies beneath me. I don’t know what I did to piss God off, but whatever it was, it must have been amazing. I sure hope I was sober at the time, because I would have hated to miss it.
So, a new object there over on the right–the PayPal button. That way, folks of a generous nature can help keep me painting.
I honestly expect that button will never get clicked, but the image of Charlie Brown waiting forlornly by the mailbox on Valentine’s Day was just too powerful.
See you soon!