I fell off the blog wagon. Frankly, I fell off the art wagon. That's okay. We need fallow times, too, I suppose. As always, there are many factors, but I must say, for me, the emotion of my life has been heightened, raw. Art on top of that has felt like too much.
I am trying to return to art. To process the non-starter that was Marriage Equality in Illinois and the implication of it all. To come to terms with the mass school closings in Chicago as I prepare to send my kiddo off to Kindergarten. To endure the summer, the rain finally stopped.
I'll start slow. No pictures today.