Paintings

Newest paper cutting escapade is working out quite well. The cutting's a bitch, but it's pretty as hell and will be a wonderful thing when I'm finished.

I go to art when I need relief. I knew that already, but...

My dad was sick as well. I spent Thursday taking care of him and of course, my fingertips were itching for the brushes and pens.

Also - some progress with Pe'er Friedmann's poems-paintings. These take me forever. I hope I can get them finished until the end of summer, but I have no idea. It comes in waves, and this one may end very quickly, but we'll see.

Also, on the grandparents front all is better - both of them are at home. My grandpa is his usual self (optimistic, throughout all his life. A real fighter) and my grandma is just a tad depressed, with a walker but no curfew (they put the people to bed at 21:00 where she went for rehab. It's absurd).

And another test on Monday.

Holy fuck

These Leonard Cohen tickets are like the fucking bread line in Russia!

Since I could only get up to 4 tickets per order I got us 5 tickets in two rounds, and they are slightly apart, but it's no biggy. They're good places, and I know we'll have a great time.

I'm seriously excited... :)