hardly easy and mostly hard.

• painting in public is hard--being interrupted by friends during moments of focus is worse than being bugged by strangers.
• working along side people is hard--different habits and concepts of communal respect/cleanliness criss cross on an hourly basis. 
• working under one roof with many egos is hard--each has value, most have weight, some of them get on my nerves and all of them (myself included) need to be reminded of their insignificance on a regular basis. 
• giving myself flexibility is hard--allowing the fluidity of this project to take reign over my preconceived structural goals has been a necessary and humbling challenge. 
•  shutting off is hard--taking care of my sick dog, nurturing my relationships, and quieting the ''i'm not painting guilt'' inside me takes effort and forgiveness.
• getting older is hard--i'm not young and the cheekiest talent on the block anymore. there's a lot of talent in this town and my need to crush/enjoy/witness/consume it all is a real thing inside me.

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