Pardon the enthusiasm. After a long, gloomy Winter and Spring (I live in Seattle), I’ve decided to make a genuine effort to make time for extreme art and play. One precious evening if none at all, in the midst of working, training for a triathlon, and dancing in a performing troupe. My studio is waiting to be dusted off and put to some serious use. I’ve had fantasies of art parties with friends, flying paintbrushes and assorted libations, but for now it is a party of one. And that’s o.k.!