Here we are

    not quite whole

but healing

        finding deeper inspiration

and sillyness

                    always

                                    never stop

sillyness

Can't get the cast wet, can't wear gloves to not make it sweat, need to keep it on for at least another 2 weeks.

It happened when I was spring cleaning the studio. A heavy table top, too heavy for me to lift, fell onto the finger. I heard the most awful sound of the bone being fractured. 

Finding some other ways to be creative. Yesterday:

Today: going to the ROM. Sketching. Wandering on my schedule, not Huxley's.

Tomorrow: Back to the studio, working on details:

Listening to: Sins of our Fathers, Stones into Schools, Angels and Demons (2nd Time around and still fun), Swiss-German-Austrian-drinking songs… (but no Bier to go with it).

At the end of the day 

    after

full production

sunset

    excitement set up

for the next day

to come

            and see

the labour of the past day

    sometimes very happy

sometimes not impressed

                        yet

                                    always

it meant time spent

creation

        the end of the day

too tired

                        to wash all the brushes

            used up

                                                                me too

Written in permanent marker on the wall in the studio:

"Tears and doubt are part of the process in creating my art work."

On the I-pod: Song for Arboune, A Prayer for Owen Meaney, The Eight.