Very early this morning I painted a carousel horse. I decided that a good title for my show for Sky Club Elite is Bienvenue au Carousel – because not only was my journey punctuated with horses, but travel feels like a carousel to me sometimes. You keep spinning around and everything changes. Including yourself. It will probably take a while to get reconnected with who I am over here in Houston – does this person really exist or is the real me the European version? – but at least I drove back to Galveston and got my dog back, and that’s a good thing.