I kept passing this tomato and the creamer that were on the ledge of my kitchen–and decided to try a small painting of them. I like the space between them and once I started to paint them I liked the reflections on the counter top too.
My brother called and said the criminal “justice” system is a joke. He’s a lawyer and should know.
People seem to know I’m about to start a blog. They keep talking about it as if it already exists–even though I haven’t published any of this yet and haven’t mentioned it to almost anybody.