Well shit, I sent an email to someone yesterday that was so full of sucky self pity I’m ashamed. That’s not the way I feel most of the time.
What I really want to express is gratitude for this incredible opportunity that I’ve been given, like an artist’s retreat that women like me, with kids, can’t normally go on. I don’t know what has happened to me here (is it the good Turkish milk? the extra walking, the lack of responsibility?), but I find that I am so bursting with ideas and creative distractions, I almost can’t keep up with myself. I thought that after my show I might take a hiatus, but no, new projects are crying out to me. I need more hours, more paint, more yarn, and more hard drive space.
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