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Another tough week so far. Lots going on.
I'm very tired.
Writing has been a tough slog this week. What I've written I qualify as utter crap. It's probably not as bad as I think it is, but when I'm slogging, it all feels and reads like crap.
Finished my last painting. Three in the Waste is what I ended up titling it. I also finished another abstract (tiny 8x10 thing) and I'll have pictures of both up by this weekend, if all goes well. You can see the work in progress photo of Three over at my flickr (http://www.flickr.com/photos/
I'm still slowly digging through old photographs and negatives. Right now I'm going through my box from Japan. I shot a lot. I find very little of it usable. I don't know if that's just my changing sensibilities as a photographer or if I just couldn't shoot my way out of a wet paper bag on that trip.
Probably a bit of both.
Emotionally, I'm drained and ragged this week. I want a day at the spa and somebody bringing me cups of tea while they rub my feet. Yes.