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2015

MC5 painted vinyl record

Let's see if I still know how to write a blog....
It's 2015 now. It's strange to think how little I write here now as opposed to former years. I think I'm finally in the full swing of freelancing and new work and time for blogging just fell by the way side. That and I felt like keeping my thoughts to myself. You no doubt (all 2 of you reading) follow me on Facebook or instagram so there's no point in photo recapping anything, right?
I'm starting the year, again, by doing a real hard look at my health. I think I'm pinpointing some problems and hopefully taking the right steps to cure myself. My diet is getting all shook up but that's a good thing ultimately. I'm slowly weaning myself off coffee again which truly is one of the hardest things to kick. I may be a little grumpy and sick feeling so I'm actively deciding to post less on Facebook for a bit so I don't have regrets of saying foul things followed by a lot of exclamation marks. I've already had friends asking if I'm OK :-) 
Facebook was getting weird for me. I had too many dudes writing to me out of the blue and then some guy sent me a picture of his Wang and that was the last straw. If I'm putting out Facebook pheromones let me know because I thought I was using this thing to be silly, keep up with friends and show you my art. It's really not my fault I have accursed boobs, that being said ...get over it. 
See what I mean about grumpy posts? :-)  
Thinking outside the... circle

I got a new tool to help me start doing some 3d stuff with the vinyl records and really whatever other material I want to explore. Whatever happens this year I want this to be the year of progressing forward with my work.
Round records... Been there done that. I've mastered painting on them now let's see what else is in me. Same for canvas painting, it's time for new ideas. So if you wonder why I'm so quiet I'm over here with my thoughts and ideas, taking care of me for a change.


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