Not feeling well at all today — hardly got any sleep — suffice it to say the diagram above is a) Vietnam jungle drawn from a lovely photo, over which I have drawn a b) farmhouse dining room chair, c) a rope and d) a goldfish. The meanings of those are probably more apparent than I need explain, so I will not. Rage III is for one abuser, during which, for the most part, the Vietnam War was taking place.
Enough said for me!
I got very little sleep again. I am truly zombie-like today. Fortunately little is asked of me herein, yet I chose to do the process painting, and because of everything, have been flooding, and in physical pains. Great.
The spasm left me from midnight to 3 am and returned with a vengeance and is largely gone now but I have intestinal cramps and great fatigue. Bah.
The reception was LOVELY and I was on adrenaline … forty guests … I did well, apparently, representing myself and my artwork, although I don’t remember it … no sales as of yet but it is up through September early. Good wishes for that, and a grand thank you to send.
Back to bed with me now, up and down every twenty minutes or so today, so it is. Can’t wait to paint in the colors above, well, at least the jungle, eh? the Light that overcomes?