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!
I’ve just spent the last couple of days trying to fix this blog. Comments were repaired by Yahoo tech support, but then I could no longer access the control panel or any of the other functions. The blog itself seemed to be fine, which lessened the worry somewhat, but damn do I need to do regular backups. (I thought Yahoo’s “snapshot” thing did that, but I guess I was mistaken.)
Anyway, more soon. Providing everything works….
UPDATE: Aaaaaaand, comments are broken again. It’s time to commence some serious drinking.
Well, it’s a new year. Lots of stuff happened last year, most of it rather unpleasant (at best). There were a couple of high points, but overall, it was a slow slide into what seems like a home stretch.
I grow less and less patient with the insistence of Facebook and Twitter. Yes, I’m on both of those, but they lost their luster for me some time ago. Whenever I sign on, I feel as if I’m walking into the local Mall, circa 1995.
So, I think in this new year of 2012, I’m going to return to the good old “blog” format. As a special bonus, I can pretty much say whatever I want to, since no one reads this anymore! Finally, a good use for that old devil, Time.
Anyway, thanks for dropping by, dear imaginary reader (I remember you from when I was a kid!). I hope to make more regular entries during the new year, including (I hope) the return of the PaintBlog.