Ladies Gentlemen and non-local beings. I am back and in form, late at night with a drink in my hand and thoughts in my head. You know, as an artist, I some time think, "while I'm at Grad School I'm going to learn more about art and be a better artist by making better artwork..." And then you have semester where you wonder if you have learned anything new...and you start doing things like being president such & Such organization, going to faculty committee meetings, and like WoW! That just sucked the life out me in such away that it made it really hard to make art at times. I'm going to back a way a little. Someone stop this brain from talking so I can concentrate. "Thank you Mr. Beer. Very kind indeed. Don't worry Mr. Gin you'll have your turn..." And then I woke up today. And what day is it?
And while I did not drink the whole semester away into one continous black out, as I might imply, above, I did want to.
Cheers!
