The Art of Climbing back UP

It's a new Monday and the third Monday in a row of lower back pain. Im resigned to being old and complaining about my back now! 😂 No, I'm kidding. I'm actually ready to beat its butt and get on with life.

Im having my morning coffee with an ice pack firmly against my glutes. How's that for morning rituals?

Chet Tucker of Arcadia Brands met with me this weekend and gave me a few of these rad spaceman shirts that I just happened to have designed. They are being launched this week in time for 4th of July and will be going out to dispensarys all over the place. If you want to check out Arcadia brands- hit up their site:

https://www.arcadiabrands.com/

Here is another shot of me wearing the shirt-they are super comfy,soft and great quality. I'm working on the next design and am enjoying working with them and fully support what they are doing. I used to feel a stigma about openly discussing cannabis/cbd- but I'm 43 and don't care anymore about judgemental opinions from people who don't understand endometriosis, science, nature and medicine.

I can direct anyone who is interested to some fascinating articles about cannabinoid receptors and the role they play in your body.

Missing about a week of productivity has me BUSY trying to catch up. So, knocking out computer work this week and rehabbing my back. My cat Tuco has transformed my studio into a disaster zone while I've been laid up so hopefully I can carefully pick up some of that mess and I really need to get back to my painting.

I need to get back to life.

I need to climb back up and get where I was going before I went backward.

This is life- stuff gets you all derailed and you have to double your efforts to gain your ground back.

Heres to another week of trying!

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