New Studio

Soon to be my new studio.  It all works out.  I've been packing things up, but I am the worst at that in the world.  Much stuff will simply have to go to the dumpster.  I don't have room for it anywhere.  I may sell the printer, too.  And so it goes.  Whatever I do, it must be quickly.  There are deadlines to meet.

And there is a factory whistle to answer, too.  It is grey and damp and cool, and I would rather stay in bed for a long, long time.  But life is not that way, and so. . . I'll do what I must.

Waiting for better times.