Back to the framing studio
I am so conflicted. I don’t know why I can’t go get a glass cutter and make some frames usable for prints TODAY. This is a period of shuttling back and forth with a few objects I think I need here, there, here again, back and forth. I don’t have any sort of system–random crates of things organized by vague shape and size. Multiple objects redundantly filed, insufficient to the task. No clear outcome. Not a great pull to get there, then psychic overwhelm and subtle stink of stale raccoon pee. Hmmm, what’s not to recommend this? I used to draw more when life was more difficult.

Peyote button, from life, Tucson 1972
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