With the completion of Expo a few weeks ago I made an unplanned visit to the underside of a rock and hid there. Yes, there is a part of me that fully embraces the stereotype of the moody artist and runs with it.  That funk is on it’s way out with the clearing and cleaning of the corner of our family room to make way for a temporary work space for me. I washed (yes, washed) the brick wall, the mantel, nick-nacks, and some furniture. Taught Xander how to vacuum. I have asthma pretty bad and in order to work in this space some extremely big time cleaning was in order. But it paid off. Here’s a picture from yesterday morning. There’s Jonas enjoying some morning Disney and pancakes. No, he is not always that calm.

I have some big things I am working on for a show in November and a Weird Michigan Challenge that I issued to my group. Nothing I can share yet, but considering both of these deadlines are approaching at lightening speed, I hope to have them done soon.

One very cool aspect of working downstairs are the paintings that Victor’s grandmother painted hanging on the walls. She was an artist and mystic. This one is called The Tightrope Walker.

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