Tuesday, December 06, 2005
I have a son
I got up real early, farm-like, at 4 a.m., woke up my son (my new son!!!) that I grew overnight in a terrarium. We made this bread bear together and are eating it with loads of jam. I love my new son! He looks just like me and is so well-behaved.
In other news, I must report that I am in total complete belief that even if I do not sell my relics I am still a great great artist for the world of my mind. It is ok. I will plod ahead, the delusion quotient is ever so high. Today I will venture back in the studio - I am thinking of ancient tortures performed in the primeval woods, in hopes that my landscapes will become more menacing. Or more hallucinatory. Or just basically better and more exciting. YEAH!!! And then I will try again to make other people love them. If they do not or will not due to 1. they don't like my work, that's all or 2. they don't like the way I smell and it carries over to their feelings about my work, it doesn't matter, I will forge ahead.
Also I must find some more teaching jobs. If anyone is looking for a competent and "quirky" 7 ft. she-male with skin disorders to teach art to college students please give me a call.