Above all, we are, every one of us, an island; the act of mapping an island is unavoidably an act of mapping ourselves.
22 April 2011
Waffled about the coffee shop this AM but ultimately went for toast and tea at home. When I got to studio there was a note up about an impending fire drill. I worked through late morning and early afternoon but then did go for lunch at Square Root so as to avoid the hassle. Plus I had a check to deposit.
Then, back in studio. Afternoon, early evening, late evening. Later. Despite some unproductive distractions, a good amount of work accomplished. Spent the day on an island, as it were. Dinner even later than usual.