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
Thursday, Feb. 24, 2005 - 4:46 a.m.
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Another Nonentry
OK, I'm stopping work AND I'm not going to the watercolor class (deep sigh) AND I'm not going to write more of an entry than this. I am going to bed.
The Leos dog book is going ok. I will have to redo one drawing. Do not paint water unless you know where the hell you're going. Trees, you can fake. Water, not so much. If it is overworked, it certainly doesn't look like water. Blue mud maybe. Or blue carpeting. Or blue concrete. But not water.
I think I'll be done on time.
Will I get the South Korea work done is the question? Well that is an ongoing contract so it is not so much of a problem. They already see I do a good job.
Other than that, I hope you liked the articles yesterday.
Really, I should have much to say, I listen to the radio so much while I work. But my brain is totally blank I tellya.
I think the brain cells are migrating to my belly and thighs and that is why they look reticulated like brain tissue... sort of wrinkly and infolded upon itself. hehe.
One cool thing is that Bear book I did a year and a half ago is shortlisted for two book awards. That is very cool.
It would be even cooler if the editor was not someone neither I nor the author wishes to work with again. Now if it wins awards we will be shopping for a new editor to put out the sequel.
Well, tah!
nitenite y'all.
Oh why oh why couldn't the watercolor class be around the corner instead of an hour away on public transport? Because that is the one I signed up for. oh yeah. darn. my own fault.
tah!
wenchie
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