I just made myself a proper breakfast for the first time in… maybe a year? Life is good. Time to plan a fun camping trip to a cool, mountainous, wooded spot. And continue rebuilding my physical strength. At the moment, I’m about to start a huge new watercolor that can be whatever I want it […]
This painting will be my contribution tomorrow to a fundraiser for the Oasis Women’s Mental Health Center in Birmingham, AL.
There’s some sh*t I need to release and remove from my space and consciousness , before I can let myself take a deep breath and start to splatter and smear joy.
Forty-plus years in a team-driven, deadline-critical profession, not knowing I was Autistic. Architecture was hell for me.
Your ashes; my ballast in this bewildering world
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