Weeding. For the first time in my life I'm creating a garden. There's a metaphor in there somewhere I'm sure. There's a simpleness that has been very therapeutic during the state of the world right now. Chop wood, carry water, pull a weed, plant something new... repeat. Art is the same. paint a stroke, play a note, write a line... repeat. Eventually you build something beautiful, or at least interesting. I'm realizing that winter will be here before I know it and since we d