Hey there. It’s been a minute. And for those of you still paying attention I feel I should address that.
This year has gone sideways in the most spectacularly awful of ways; from the obviously terrible (like the sudden death of my mother in law) to the completely normal yet also dreadful staffing-issues-I-cannot-discuss at work to the inescapable chemical issues plaguing my film development.
Every time I turn around something else goes wrong.
In the past month and a half I have gone from purchasing a new car, getting a gig at E3, finishing the school year, and getting ready to spend the summer on my art and my family to . . . . totaling my new car on the way back from E3 (every person involved is physically fine, two cars are totaled), more school related table flippage (still can’t talk about it), and somehow acquiring two infections in my throat (yes, two).
I’m not going into more detail than that.
You don’t want more detail than that.
But I’m having issues leaving the couch . . . I’m level 38 in Skyrim . . . and I have rolls of film staring me down.
More on the film and why three rolls of it still sits on a shelf in the next post.
Anyway, balancing work and art has been more difficult this year than I ever thought it would be. I’m so far behind where I wanted to be right now. But also, it’s forced me to thing of more efficient ways to do what I love and make the most of my time. And objectively, that’s a really good thing.
I’m going to leave you with photos of my car accident, and remind you that we’re all okay.
And I’ll see you all in the next post.