It has been that sort of day. I have not been in my studio since Thursday-and I feel a bit skittish. Part of me doesn't recall what I have been distracted with. I need to sit still and realise I have painted apples in the kitchen, paid the bills and the IRS, chaperoned 21 6th graders to dinner and the movies, mailed posters to customers, worked the school bookfair, catalogued students' work on cd, gone to church, gone to Catskill, gone to Vassar, seen 3 art shows, checked on the cost of art supplies for my summer workshops, caught up on the laundry, cooked two semi-fancy meals, and watched my son play lacrosse. I really really really want to paint tomorrow. Tonight it's potato chips and beer...
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