Thought I could do the poem a day and wrap up the art show at the same time.
Wasn't happening. Perhaps I'll aim to finish now, though the challenge is long-since over and all the runners ahead of me have rounded the final corner. No matter.
I'm trying to fend off the post-partum thing that seems inevitable with having a show... now I guess I can do nothing all day instead of painting until my feet call the game. But doing nothing has never been my particular gift.
Well, I should be happy. At least the paintings are up and there wasn't any major catastrophe in setting up the show.
I am happy with the catalog.
Happy Juliet was there. That dear girl.
