This morning I got obsessed with this new painting of sea foam I’m working on in my little Island studio. Later, I had to drive to Houston for an errand that ended up being rather disappointing – though being in my little condo once again feels good. In the afternoon I sat down to write. The story about the girl my friend and I saw leaving the wedding last night is impossible to resist. I’m lucky to have my artistic obsessions. Sometimes the world is nothing short of a madhouse, so it’s good to have these projects to get lost in.
