i am thinking about how garlic is the essence of taste. also how radishes contain the most magnificent color of red, that i wish i could duplicate. i am thinking about time and how it changes. (this is nothing new) and in thinking of how nothing is new, i thought about my continual battle with not biting my nails. it will never be overcome--always something to work on. that's ok; it will keep me busy.
i love dogs.
"people" are demanding me to make art. but i'm not making. i am in my head and exhausted to create. beyond excel files. being around art all day does not mean inspiration.
prodding.
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