BE ALL IN OR GET ALL OUT There is no half way. James Victore
Well the last house guest left today and right about now should be landing in Boston. TY and I got in the hot tub a bit before it was up to temperature- OK it was cold enough that I had a hard time submerging the rib area. But it got warmer. And warmer still. And I was about to go into a coma when I realized I still had to figure out dinner. Wow, it was delicious~ the hot tub, not the dinner!
I spent the afternoon messing up my two Artist's Book collaborations. Whenever I think something is done, I need to just add one ore thing... big mistake. Fortunately I was able to replicate back to where I started the other day when it was declared done. Now it really is done, just have to glue on the backing with the poems and stories and mail out. Mañana. And that will be off my list.
I've been waiting to hear about a submission to a show and finally got word today that I didn't make the cut. Oh well. I think I am losing my touch- back in 'the day' I rarely got rejections and kind of forgot how to deal with it. Now, in this day, my way to deal is to yawn and see where else I might send it along. It's a good piece and I'd love to get it shown some more before it gets tatty and shopworn and joins the logs o' quilts stacked in the bathroom!
We haven't talked about art in a long time and I've been hoarding a couple of files to stick on for you- Today we are talking about giant murals so we'll start here with the MUD mural: