I have been ill for a very long time - a very long and boring story. Now it is time to prepare for the next journey - my time is coming to an end. What do I intend to do with it? Well, paint - of course, and read from the pile that is every teetering on the nightstand by my bed. Sleeping is becoming as scarce as a day with manageable pain. So having a studio (thank you Tim having one built for me and thank you Carlos for building it during the pandemic - you and your wife are like family to us) means there is somewhere to go in the dark of the night and get absorbed by the muse and her artsy friends. What am I working on now? This painting has gone through several stages, as have most painting except I never know what they are until they begin to appear on the canvas. I'm not kidding - no painting planned has every really come to fruition. When I go to the place inside of my mind where there is no storm brewing, no pain to contend wi...