A few books I’m reading, and some paintings I’m painting.
The irony is not lost on me that I went in for a consultation about an elective surgery, and now, it’s turned into a very needed oncology surgery — all while prepping for this show. It’s been a sucky week thus far, and yet I’m not bothered by pictures of anatomy and cadavers. I don’t know what else to do, really.
Arty Farty 