Today I painted in the studio and then chauffered Jarod around the golf course. I cut out from the studio early but feel no remorse. Though I had to shake it off to allow myself to leave. The hardest aspect for me of being a painter is knowing when to stop; that is on a painting and on a day. .... I think I hear a bowl of Reese's ice cream calling my name. I'm learning.

Photo from the newspaper, the only photo I've got of myself right now

I am just figuring this whole blogger thing out. I accidentally uploaded the same post twice. For those of you more savvy bloggers out there, God be with you. and more Power to you.

Greetings Friends. And those of you whom I have not yet had the pleasure of meeting. Thanks for supporting the arts, even by looking. Just educating yourself on what's out there, besides television, can be a culturally, spiritually, intellectually, and overall edifying experience. Congratulations newcomers and a reverential thank you to you who are well versed in the visual arts. Come again.
and Good night.