Rocky Road

BEING AN ARTIST IS CENTRAL TO MY BEING BUT SOMETIMES I FEEL LIKE BURNING ALL THE WORK AND THE GUITARS TOO. NO, AT LEAST I COULD SELL THE GUITARS.

I got a call yesterday to take my art down from the cafe, as it is not appropriate for the breakfast and lunch crowd. The man was nice, like, "If you have some happier work...." well, sir, that IS the happy work. 

On a more positive note the bar crowd liked my creepy pieces for the Day of the Dead show. Life isn't all a half-eaten rotten apple.