The good news:

I’m having a great time making Christmas presents.

The bad news:

I seem to have not escaped illness.. (see previous entry..)

A post for the under-the-weather among us.. This is, most recently, my favorite graffiti in the area. (It’s actually been adorning that light post for a few weeks now. I’m surprised the graffiti police haven’t noticed.) I picture the artist stuck in bed with a bowl of chicken soup trying to picture their malady as a cute fuzzy social hour. Maybe that makes it easier. Maybe.. Here’s hoping the flu shot works this year..

More street art:
Wooster Collective
Streetsy

If I could, I would:

Read books all day long, spend some time in a book store finding more books to read, read blogs, read about music, listen to music, find new music to love, share the music, talk about it with people who love it, read poetry, write poetry, make books, make messes, make endless collage, fill up the walls with notes and paint and random found objects,  go for walks, get lost in a city, travel the world, talk to strangers, learn more science, research people, places and history, print in a darkroom, throw on a wheel, sing out loud, play the guitar and the piano, play before an audience, more music and more reading and more art…

Anyone willing to pay me to do all those things??  I’ll write an excellent book about my adventures.  You can sell it at your book store.  I’ll even sign some.. after I’m done shopping.

I’m bored.  I found this:

Today (a good day): slept in, bought art supplies, went to antique market and bought old photos/postcards, pizza and a movie, nap-time, worked on christmas presents, long chat with my sister.. and now back to bed!