Friday, March 2, 2012

Winter In The Shade

This is winter in progress, only begun. It is not this winter, but that winter, winter of winters. Then, I complained, 'oh spring, don't come to soon, I'm not ready for you.' This winter I demand its return, not this phantom!

Even though I am constructing business plans to shift my garlic operation from upstate NY to the North Fork of Long Island, I still cannot say that it is true. Garlic has not been seen since early December, except at the beach farm, which has yet to have spring seeds started. I cannot say that I can do it and cannot say that I cannot, and that is how winter dressed as young April is worn.

In two months time I will most probably lose yet another studio. The program is over, or it never existed. Either way, the rent shall rocket to market rate, leaving us workaday artists in its wake. I've decided not to worry, if that's possible.


  1. So hang in, hang on, move forward and all that feelgoody stuff one's supposed to say. Just keep going.

  2. I look forward to reading about your garlic progress. I am not growing garlic this year. I miss it already.

  3. Hangin in, Karen. My forum for lament.
    Meems, why on earth not?!


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