One week into 2017, and I’m STILL not fully recovered from my holiday plague. Dammit.
I’ve been struggling mightily for a week now, unable to figure out how to channel the sadness, anger, disappointment, rage, and downright despair I feel over the 2016 presidential election.
I really believed that, by now, I’d see a way forward. I thought I’d give it a week, sleep on it (a few times over), talk to friends, seek my enlightened family’s counsel, throw myself back into some good work, and things would start to settle themselves out.
I thought I’d be on a positive, problem-solving track. Or, at least, I thought I’d begin to see a clear path – to something.
But it’s not happening. Continue reading
We pulled off “painting in light” for somewhere around 400 kids at the de Young Museum in San Francisco this past Friday night, and although almost 48 hours have passed since we wrapped, hauling the last pieces of our “light booths” back to our office laboratory in the wee hours of Saturday morning, I’m still recovering from the mayhem. Continue reading