I’m getting things done. I promise. I swear. It’s just that there is a lot and I have very limited resources. But I am moving, and I am making, and so far I am a safe distance from the borders of total despair. My heart is heavy but it beats. It loves anyway.
Some are already sold. Some are still available. If you are interested in any piece, send me a message.
My life, particularly in the aspect of work and making a life and a living, is in a kind of tough transition. This is the part where I’m in the middle of the tightrope and there is no safety net beneath instead there are hungry sharptoothed creatures. And my legs are tired and my arms are slippery with the balancing rod. And my heart is hammering like it wants to push me to fall. There is no hushed crowd, only my hushed hopes.