Jocelyn and I are, still at 2AM, preparing things for the Kirkland Art Studio Tour.  

It has been a hectic three weeks of preparation, and I don’t think I like it. I like doing the work. I should work at this pace much of the time, but I don’t. What I have trouble with, what drives me to scream with anger and frustration is the iterative conformation – doing over and over again the interrupting chores required for successful selling – how much, how many, how to show, how to describe, how to/when to/where to promote, and cetera, and cetera.

Of course I don’t know yet whether it will BE successful selling or merely hopeful marketing. The same, or at least a similar uncertainty surrounds the creation of the art itself, but I seldom chafe at the artistic uncertainty whereas I rave against the nuisances of the mercenary. 

Poor Jocelyn. 

All the work has brought inspiration to new projects – a couple paintings, a sculpture or two, and

More, later…