Molly Goatwax

I was pleased to deliver

I was pleased to deliver a painting this afternoon to the first actual show this year,
The Big Show at the Creative Alliance! Little Ethanol helped me frame it and Mr. Beetz drove me and the painting to the gallery! How life affirming is that? Thanks again guys!

Happy Moms

I’m not pulling out my usual talk about motherhood this year, with it’s being not for everyone. Instead, I’m still missing mine deeply and I’m glad I have two beautiful daughters of my own. They each came from out of state to help me with my cataract surgery. The first eye went well, the other eye is next month. It all explains a lot. This painting, fr’instance;



All the fog and squiggles illustrate the vision pretty well. There are three paintings in this series, and I got tired of painting that way. I’m looking forward to painting again.

These Eyes

Well I find out at a consult for removing an old cataract that I actually have two. That explains this;



I love it but the look is limited.

Health and safety

The health department came by Friday and gave us all of us our second dose of Covid vaccine. I’m still feeling lousy and napped both Saturday and this afternoon away. Little Ethanol had come in from Michigan to bleach my whole unit clean. All my clothes and dish cloths too The bedding got washed and remade. She took all the trash out and washed the floors.
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I’m getting ready for the cataract surgery coming up. It makes me feel ginchy to think of people poking my eyes,with knives but I’ll just follow instructions and show up. Millions of people have their view improved this way.

Advocate for yourself

Yesterday I was feeling hungry and entitled, having limited myself to government benefit food, to a prepared, delivered meal. So I picked up my phone and my newly issued bank card. I wound up with an abominably salty lamb saag and got angry but ate a portion of it anyway. Today, I called up the restaurant and complained, adding, “ now I feel icky”. Well, now I’m getting a full refund including the delivery fee. As I should.

Ho him

The weeks fall by. I’ve fallen into a settled remission routine in quarantine.

The Covid-19 vaccine is coming

The Covid-19 vaccine is coming to our senior tower next week! No standing in line, no traveling or anything! And it’s free and a public service that everyone needs. Some day we won’t have to sequester ourselves in our units, afraid.

Now I have regained my

Now I have regained my composure, but I don’t know what to do with it. All sorts of hacks are afoot, spamming me by WiFi and usps. I’ve stopped being angry about it, I want to advocate against this junk taking up my time and defying my efforts to unsubscribe. I know it’s freedom of speech and all that, but I don’t know how the African penis enhancement crawled onto my phone nor how to get rid of it.

I entered a mobile bill

I entered a mobile bill board contest today for a Valentine’s Day message and got in! 

“If I had a bill board
I’d send a message
Of love
To my brothers and my sisters 
All over this town”

Promoted by Live Baltimore, this organization wants to spread the love! The reference to Pete Seeger must have flown by them.

Nada

Not much new; no paintings, no poems between the lines of my note pads and no new valentines this year. Ah well, we are edging into the depressed days of the year, after all. But I don’t feel particularly depressed. Just not motivated. I miss that manic glee I used to get.