timing is everything.

December 17, 2016.

‘Nuff said.

Does this make it easier, America?  Let’s just fill-in-the-blank. I know this is the world we live in now.  I know this is how we’ve come to deal with our incessant tragedies, but I can’t help being cave-dwellingly sad and angry as well as disgusted with the superficiality, the short-lived attention span of it all.  I am no better than anyone for following suit, for indulging, but there has to be change, without hashtags, without marketable sentimentality, without blind rage, without false blame and misdirection.  At some point, we have to actually change, or tear ourselves apart. I can’t even tag this, even though it serves a purpose in this medium.  It. Just. Feels. Gross.

2015.

That foliage tho....

Finished another Summer Memories watercolor!

:D :D :D

Sometimes I try and construct poem-like things, as well as cranky sentences.

I did some Summer watercolors today. Twin pops n' bucket stilts, son.

WELP.  Time to go to work.

Diana, Color Negative.

Flying over 1-10, New Orleans.

35mm Kansas Mardi Gras 2015.  Hey, you take what you can get.  Ya herd.

120 Color Negative, Diana.

My photo, "aero", has been selected for Rayko Photo Center's 8th Annual International Juried Plastic Camera Show! 

Anjou pear (commissioned).

Taking back my October, bitches. Nothing ruins my month. Came home from lovely walk, lovely yoga, lovely walk to pry open the paint-sealed windows. Made coffee to go with this playlist and sat by the breeze. The first pumpkin bread of the season is being made. I will paint while watching Fried Green Tomatoes. Later, Barbarella and if my body complies, costuming and sociality.