The circus is in town. Every year they unload the train of elephants by the Lexington Market to feed the a lunch of leftover produce and melons n stuff. It's a spectacle. Kids love it. Our roommate took the light rail downtown to watch.
At the hospital, chemotherapy infusion treatment is administered in a group setting. In a largish room filled with recliners and wheelie tables, patients can put their feet up, read, snack and converse during treatment. It has a convivial salon-like atmosphere with the soaps playing on the hanging TV sets. I have gotten to know the routines and the staff and some of the other patients have gotten familiar, too. I wish they served coffee.
The first day of Spring brought us six inches of snow. Yesterday a peace lily and an aglaonema appeared on my doorstep. Like magic. And, I either missed the sanservia then or it appeared today. They will help improve the gasses in my bedroom. I am grateful for the help.
Saatchi Art sold a canvas print of this piece today. Yay! Commerce! I also sold a small oil painting to a neighbour this past week. His father owns a triptych of mine from a while back. So I feel pretty reinforced over in that department. For today.
There were at first, days when I was all excited about the change, gung-ho to start a whole new life unencumbered by an office job. Free to live my life as an artist. Then I go and spend two days asleep to wake up for a morning at Social Services. My online application for nutrition assistance did not "stick", so here I am with my actual papers waiting in my third hour to be seen.
If Judy Garland said to Mickey Rooney: " I have brain cancer", he'd say "Let's put on a show!". And so I have discussed the hanging of several paintings with the fellow in charge of these things at Holy Friholes. Old and new stuff. Gotta clear out the basement.