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The space between.

The Sleep.

FEELING ROBOTIC.

dreaming about the layers of memories.

Missing the old print shop today-Coltrane in the back ground and turning out prints.

Working on language this morning, trying to push past everything I know, making marks, trying to find a rhythm in the work.

Painting with my kids are the best moments in my life. The fact they have learned how important it is to live a full creative life

Some days the paint moves slow

I never had the need to be a skyscraper.