Polaroids of sunny places, silly print stockings, winter, 6:30 am coffee slave, little rabbits that I carve into wood, and Peter Bialobrzeski's Indian sunrises.
Feeling the weight on my shoulders today. To much to do and the hours are ticking by. Sometimes, playing hooky is just what the doctor ordered. Lets hope I'm going to be able to get out of this rut soon. In the mean time, I'm going to station myself in the print-making lab until I create a masterpiece!
I've been carving bunnies into wood-blocks at all hours of the night. I'm fast becoming neurotic.
peace.
No comments:
Post a Comment