I'll be brief. Me and my little sidecar Pilot KICKED OUR TO-DO LIST SQUARE IN THE BALLS WITH STEEL TOED BOOTS yesterday. We did everything. I am not joking. Okay, I didn't actually BUY shorts, but I did shop for them while wearing capri-length LEGGINGS. That is GOOD ENOUGH for me, toots.
Today: Pilot will be tucked safely away with Dana and I will be in the studio ALL DAY. All day. It's been about 195 days since I've had a chance to do THAT and I am not sh*tting you when I say I am not even sure if I remember how. I'm not taking calls. I'm not checking email. I'm actually not giving a RIP about the outside world today save for whether or not I have enough magenta. I have 12 Tiny Art Ladies on the go (and 25 on deck), a commissioned piece, a fish piece, and a just-for-me piece. I'm going to work tandemly to maximize my time. I'm going to blare my music and I am going to drink coffee through a straw. AND I am not going to apologize for this because it will do everyone around me good - by doing me good, too.
Catch ya later internet. How's THAT for GO!