Is it naïve of me to say that this is not what I was expecting? I did not expect this last year to pass in quite this way. I feel like I didn’t accomplish nearly enough–and I haven’t–and yet that I have been stretched, both to grow–and I have–and too thin. I think that as…

I bought more art. I’m hopeless, helpless, and a little insane. Also, profligate. I didn’t mean to. (All right, let’s just ignore the fact that since I clearly got out my checkbook and wrote the damn checks, I obviously meant to.) But they were just so pretty. See, I went to the Open Studios at…

That’s the name of the painting by John Marvuglio I bought. Photographing it proved difficult. The lighting was awkward, and my skill is still limited. But here’s a pic to give you a bit of sense of the work. And another one. You can see the rest of the photos here. Seriously, the photos do…