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The Waves


I'm on the tail end of BRONCHITIS. It feels like the worst part of the storm is gone and this is the ugly aftermath of rebuilding. My throat still a little raw, I'm still coughing and my chest still has it's little gifts to give up at some point but there is a marked difference in the coughing fits. They are a little less every day.
Last night a coughing fit at 3am woke me to see that Easy Rider was on, I had taken some cough medicine with codeine and felt a little weird. I tried to watch the movie but strange thoughts about my painting broke in repeatedly, I think I have a new idea to try on my work. Thanks Codeine! I also had "Magic Man" in my head when I woke up, only the words "try to understand, TRY TO UNDERSTAND, try try try to understand...he's a magic MANATEE mama" were looping through my head. WHAT THE?!??! Codeine is weird.
Yesterday I had a fierce blow to the ol' wallet which wasn't that stacked to begin with. My doctors visit was a whopping $435! I had to pay half and promise the rest ASAP. Ouch. I came home deflated and a little panicked. I thought about what I could sell and the checks I was waiting on from graphic design gigs weren't here yet. I began to worry but then remembered something. It gets like this. I have been here before. The waves bring you wonderful things then the tide goes out and the wonderful things are gone. You enjoy the great time while the waves are in, you remember the waves will come back when the tide goes out. Simple. Plus no matter what happens- it's me and my paintbrushes that can paint us out of the hole. It's the way it is so I stopped worrying.
Today I meet with a gallery that has a sale pending on one of my paintings. I'm hoping it means fruitful things at last. Theres been some talk about gallery representation so we'll see what happens to me. Sometimes I feel like a character in  a book where I have no idea what the next chapter is going to bring. No, not sometimes...all the time.
Thursday is the HOLIDAY PRESENCE show at Kettle, I managed to get one small canvas done in time for drop off but will have a few more on hand if that one goes quickly. (The bunny featured above is a detail from that piece). It's priced affordably and both Kettle and I will prosper from the sale of the art. By buying local art from them to give as holiday gifts you also support a great gallery and the little artists slaving away in your own backyard.
So anyway- thats just a little catch up session on whats been going on with me if anyones reading.
Recovering from illness. Recovering from monetary loss. RECOVERING....it's a good word.
Stay healthy!

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