I had to go out last night to shovel so that the pizza gods would smile on us and deliver to us the blessings of cheese, sausage, and mushroom, and I saw this. And really, that is full color.

I’m being boring. I am ascared to go ahead and make the thing I want to make. Voice in head saying, “That’s not art – that’s just weird. You are a bad person.” Stupid internalization anyway. So I cannot think. Or read. Or anything. Or haven’t been able to. I broke down this morning and planned out my next creature, who will be mixed media. The heck with the internal critics! Full speed ahead! Bring on the Michael’s run!

And now, I must do homework.