A trip to the Cemetery

delicate creatures doing indelicate things... 2

I am quite happy it is Friday. I had a dream the other night that a lion was attacking me. I was not scared. For some reason I knew I would be alright, maybe I was aware it was a dream, and I was happy to see a lion up close. Last night I had a dream that every dog I came across charged at me and nipped at my hands. Now that scared me. I wonder what it means to dream of animals attacking you.

Boat, me in diapers, and text

Here is a recent spread from my journal. I wish I could see the sea made out of paper.

delicate creatures

did I just sleep with the devil?

My work is having an employee art show tonight and I deiced to make some new pieces. The past week I have been totally stressed out for various boring reasons and I wished that I could submit some older work. Instead, I forced myself to complete three new pieces. Here is the first in the series of finished paintings based on film stills from the film Rosemary's Baby. I am not a hundred percent happy with how my images turned out, but I am happy that I created some new work rather than depending on old standbys. I need a new work strategy. I think from now on I am going to tackle everything with the Rocky theme song playing in my head. If nothing else, it will make me laugh.