I've Gotta Blow This Popsicle Stand

I am so excited about a workshop I am going to take with Christie Scheele this coming Wednesday. She is a very successful artist and mentors other artists in improving their careers. I felt a little sheepish about signing up for such a workshop, but I have to admit that my career is stalled. I am not living up to my abilities and talents. I need to show my work outside of this area and most of my fumbling efforts to date have not been successful.



So, I am allowing myself to feel some hope that she will be able to find a key that has eluded me so far. I'll let you know how it went.

Expectations

The sale is over and I had my expectations set too high. Despite moving a lot of items out, there is still way too much left. I had also been hoping I would make enough to allow me to secure the dream space and buy me some time to find a compatible studio- or room- mate. That did not work out. So here I am rattling around in this house that is not a home, everything is at sixes and sevens and I am very, very sad.
I miraculously retain a flickering ember of hope, like a pale ghost of a star glimpsed in a momentary thinning of the clouds. Just a hint, but if that is all I have to cling to tonight, it will have to do.