This must be a tough time-  i'm thinking once again of getting a tattoo-specifically an alchemical symbol (can U guess which one?)…
Dreamed this week of getting a letter (yes, a real letter) from an old (pissed- off at moi) friend. This was composed of collaged photos, much like a visual ransom note…
Dreamed last night of seeing two running bears…wtf? After making sure the dogs were in the house,  I gaped in wonder at the two big black bodies.

Feeling so goddamn alone, which I guess has been a mainstay in my life. but somehow this is so painful right now.

I read in Robt. Genn's letters this week that some people's creativity is possibly driven by anger-the fact that this could be me really threw me. Dunno if it's true, but that word-possibly-had the effect of stopping me mid-thought….and then waiting for the sharp cut of the gutting knife. OK, that bit of drama never came, but I still wonder about the effect of this thought of the genesis of my creative drive.

I'll post this here sculpture (can't remember the title) as it seems relevant to these written thoughts.