Hold on to what is good even if it is a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe even if it is a tree which stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do even if it is a long way from here.
Hold on to life even when it is easier letting go.
Hold on to my hand even when I have gone away from you.
- Pueblo Blessing
Wednesday, May. 11, 2005 - 7:45 p.m.
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Lights Out on the Wenchola Front
Let's just say that when your computer monitor dies, you realize how really really REALLY essential it is to the functioning of your computer.
You also realize how wonderful paper is. And how having your whole life electronic makes for a big lost chunk. We really are screwing ourselves for history I think. I really do think.
of course I am a day behind on mucho thingos now, but that's ok. It was kind of like when the power goes out and you can't watch tv, only read books by candlelight.
I could only draw with my pencil, on things that I had on paper... no checking corrections sent by email, no emailing sketches, no scanning sketches, no uploading images, no reference checking by google, no printing out of changes, nada. Not even checking the emails from clients for their phone # or fax #. nada.
Pencil and paper. me and my studio. hehe.
well, later, gotta run.
me
wenchola
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previous meanderings - future past
Goodbye Michael. May your next life be kinder to you. - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
Taking Care of Your Cows - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
Saint Joseph robs the cradle and eats spaghetti - Sunday, Jun. 14, 2009
sticky notes and broken irises - Friday, Jun. 12, 2009
The FOODCOMMANDER - Monday, Jun. 08, 2009
