I don’t have a lot to say right now; trying to catch up on not-Art with varying amounts of success. Way too many appointments for life things that are neither work nor creation nor both. They need to be done but I have trouble being OK with the fact that going to them means Work Won’t Get Done Again. I just get in this space of thwartedness/shame/blame. Ugh. 

So, in this cauldron is something that will help me blend, accept, plan, do, accomodate better. I don’t know what it is, nor what it will taste like, and I think it’s not yet ready to serve.  But at least the ingredients are there.  I think.