Friday, July 11, 2008

Indigenous peepholes


It's happening. It's been over 3 years, but it's happening. The mechanical strain of starting over, like going for a run after 3 years of sitting on my ass. Stubborn bouts of shit, avoidance and frustration has turned into flow. Just in time.

3 comments:

~melissa said...

You are incredibly talented. I even love the parts that aren't pink.

Seriously - I really love it.

I feel so many good things to come for you. Good people deserve goodness. :o)

jdbauer said...

Thanks Melholland. The next one will have more pink in it. Good things coming to me? Absolutely. I have four years before I think about hanging up my brushes and taking up piano.

~melissa said...

Silliness. Never hang up your brushes. I can however teach you to play piano. We can go on the road. You'll paint the set, with lots of pink on my side, thanks. We'll cook everybody dinner, with lots of cilantro. Then we'll sing Piano Man to the drunkards until we are asked to leave.

Sounds like fun to me!