flying to LA in the morning... i guess the reason i still love NYC is that i leave it as often as i can. 

maybe...

last week was a good week of work in the studio-- still working drawings and still really excited by them. there is a certain intimacy to the act of drawing that is so different from painting. right now, i'm still wondering where these works lead, or, indeed, if they lead anywhere. 

flying between LA and NYC always has an affect on my art. what will happen now??  soon enough i'll be sitting under the orange tree again trying to bring it all together. we'll see...