magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

The MoCCA show yesterday did inspire to actually put pen to paper in some of the very preliminary stages of working on the new incarnation of Lighthouse.

I got out of bed relatively early, showered, grabbed my sketchbook, had a quick boost of espresso at The Archive, and headed into Manhattan. I spent the day in Central Park drawing. I didn't accomplish much, but the act of doing it at all was a big step.

Also today, I received two belated birthday well-wishes in my email. Both of them meant a lot to me. Probably more than I could accurately express in individual replies. Maybe for fear of being misconstrued. Maybe for fear of being too well understood.