
Ooh dream weaver
I believe you can get me through the night
Ooh dream weaver
I believe we can reach the morning light
Dream weaver
Dream weaver
Dream weaver
....that song get's in my head every freaking time I open the program.



eeling as the deadline draws near. I had quite a lovely time in the studio yesterday. Amanda decided to stay at home to work on her embroidery while I painted, so I cleared off her table and reconfigured my work space to accommodate working on the two panels without having to relocated myself. Amanda has engaged herself in a huge undertaking, hand embroidering a Family-Tree of Bill Cosby.
And here, is where I will be. I put two of my tables together in an L-Shape, a strip of glass that I found discarded on a the curb to use for mixing sits between the two paintings which makes it very easy to flow from one to the other. The photo was taken from my computer on the small high table where Amanda sat yesterday and where I will be working on the third panel that is part of this series. It still resides inside my computer as a collection of drawings scanned and positioned in a large Photoshop file waiting to be printed out one page at a time and and taped together to it's