Another Friday deep in August and boy is it typical! Burnt out on summer, anxious about Fall, weirded out by "vacation city" and thinking I should be vacationing myself (but never ever am), But actually the city is really empty. People are here.
Everything is strange of course, living in the MAGA nightmare. I float on the surface and ignore everything new related. But it seeps in the psyche nonetheless. TV sort of dead. Favorite podcasts are on break. Stuck inside and sick of AC.
But everything not that bad. I have enormous freedom everytday to do what I want. Lately I have had 2 mornings, early up with Lemon and breakfast with Hex. Then Coffe, then home by myself to decompress and shower and push myself out the door. It's alot of logistics packing dogs up and getting them out, into the car, throught the fucking garage reno maze, parked, and back into the studio. Its a whole thing!
Anyway, I have been on this mad dash to keep SM stocked and its been fucking exhausting! GT has just driven me nuts with constant worry over depleating inventory and my inability to turn in over and get it there in an efficiant and timely way. Its all crazed and haphazzard and impossible.
This week my cards came in much earlier, which triggered a mad dash to get them out.
Now working on 11 x 14 prints to get printed. WOW, my new method is amazing. Just amazing.

