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There will always be waves, I need to remember that. 
I'm feeling much better this week and am trying to get back in the game and push the health fears aside so I can work and let the paints flow nicely. Just wrapped up a commission for a customer, a dear friend who will be giving this to his young son for his birthday. His son was Beatle-ized!
We all live in a yellow submarine, yellow submarine!
It was weird returning to my studio after being away because of my ailment. Everything was right where I left it and waiting for me. It made me think about my work and finishing things and how you never know what will be the last thing you work on. I kinda knew my episode would be starting that week so I made sure to push really hard on finishing the commission, thankfully I didn't fall ill until it was done.
Now I'm working on a new painting and trying to put my head in the game SERIOUSLY. I have 2 upcoming commitments to art shows and it's ALL ME right now- I alone can produce the work that needs to get done.
Trying to zip this piece up so images can get sent to PATRON MAGAZINE for the upcoming WAAS GALLERY show and basically most hours of the day just need to be spent painting. Time is ticking-in more ways than one for me. I have appointments set at two medical facilities and can now just wait and see what happens to me, either I explode before exam time and have to go to the ER again or I make it to the exam and see what things are looking like. Either way- way too much work to do to be staring at the clock.
The good news is I feel ok today so I'm happy to be in the studio doing what I love.
Thanks everyone for reading, caring and supporting! <3

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