Let's Get Small

I made some new art and I think it's one of my favorite pieces ever. I even made a frame for it, with some old wood I found in the garage.

It's tiny though, just over two square inches, but for some reason it makes me immensely happy.

Maybe I should work small from now on.

Do you ever feel like getting small? Do you ever feel like leaving me some love?

And In This Corner... (An update on "Theory". The last post.)

For all of you who've been waiting with baited breath, I think everything is OK.

I just got shoved into the middle of their fight.

It looks like this whole thing between my brother and my mom, was a huge lack of communication, that turned into an argument, that turned into a fight, that turned into a feud, that turned into each one accusing the other of being crazy.

I talk to both of them individually and they seem normal. I bring up their fight and the both become lunatics.

I'm emotionally drained, way behind on all the things I'm supposed to be getting done and don't want to play referee anymore.

Thank God/dess I have a shows coming up.

The theater, my place of worship. More and more it seems like the only place that makes any sense is the land of make believe.

Do you have a place of worship? Do you want to leave this tired, old, ham some love?