My head is absolutely pounding. Parents managed to make it up to Bmore this morning, thankgod, and I left the house by myself during the day for the first time in probably two weeks. I believe I started to feel completely insane about a week ago and it took me until last night to realize that I had, in fact, become insane. It is important to step away from ones family. It is important to leave the house. Breathe non-house air. Have your eyes focus on things further than four feet away from you.
Mimi and Beenie have been real troopers considering our sheltered existence of late. It is not them that is driving me nuts, it is my own self. And it is hard to really feel sorry for yourself when you still have one income in your house, good health for the most part, electricity, happy children, a warm place to live, friends and family who love you and are loved by you. Yet still, I manage. Everything is relative.
At least there is still Star Trek. And I’m not talking about any iteration of a new one. I’m talking JamesT, Spock, Scottie, Uhura, Bones, Tsulu, Chekov and alla dems. Primary colors, simple and elegant compositions, freakish story lines. More on this subject soon when I have something to show you. Let’s just say it continues to be a wealth of inspiration to this day. And hopefully it will get me out of my little art rut.