"Oh, life is a glorious cycle of song,/ A medley of extemporanea;/ And love is a thing that can never go wrong;/ And I am Marie of Romania." Dorothy Parker (1893 - 1967), Not So Deep as a Well (1937), "Comment"
I know my plan was to not keep attempting to do the things I used to do, but it's difficult. For example, I'm doing a three day art show at the beach next weekend and need at least 100 small paintings to fill the tent. That means I have about 7 days to finish them.
100 paintings in one week.
Oh yeah, I'm insane.
Before this would not have been an issue. I just would have done it - stayed up all night if need be, but it would have gotten done. Now it's a challenge. In fact, the whole weekend will be a challenge. It will be long days manning the booth, interacting with people, setting up and tearing down. There's no way I could do it by myself. We'll see how well I can handle it with help.
So far, I've finished 7 of the 100 paintings. Only 93 to go!
(This is a picture of Marie of Romania. I'm thinking about dressing like her for the art show.)
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