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Waves don't stop


Some new vinyl works I'll be showing this Friday at Tyler Street Salon alongside local art demon Diablo Texas

I don't know why I kept thinking that if I could just get through last week/end I would be in the home stretch and could ride out the rest of the year quietly working in my studio. Of course I forgot something basic and major....waves don't stop. They just keep crashing against the shore. That is just life. Non stop. So I got asked to DJ this Saturday and couldn't pass up the chance to see Sea and Cake this Thursday and of course there is the Salon opening on Friday....you see how this is going? A look at my To Do calendar shows graphic design and feature deadlines all this week and next. Uploading and sending over photos to Oak Cliff People Newspaper, ordering supplies for my studio, rounding up stuff for commissions, picking up my vinyl figure,  making sure my brother is working on what he needs to be working on. Of course there is no time for me, I was silly to think such a thing! Gallery meeting that was today has been pushed to tomorrow, there is cat puke in the living room that has been there a few days that I only spy as I'm coming and tiredly going out the door to do this and do that. My house is a mess. I feel like a mess too. But the show must go on! It's only Tuesday after all and it's not even 8am yet...I have a whole day to punch dents in all this stuff right? Right?
Commissioned piece I finished last week for a sweet 12 year olds birthday present, she is in a Green Day cover band that played at Club Dada
Another commissioned piece featuring my trees and a little carved heart with initials, a sweet way to say I Love You : )   (these are $60 on 12" x 12" canvas)

Looks like a day at the computer doing graphic design and such, someone remind me to stretch my spine every few hours! 


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