I feel strangely calm on the outside... and like a vicious tropical storm on the inside. The ideas are firing. The adrenaline is sweet like a pinot noir and I'm drinking it in. Guzzling it actually. Because this is what I love - the intensity + fire of a deadline that makes art pour out of me like singing.
Today: I'm completely submerged in the print + writing deadlines that I need to hit out of the park so that I can get back to riding creative waves like the art version of Kelly Slater. I'll post some random goodness and tomorrow there's a giveaway!
GO!
