Nov 26, 2004
The Holiday. Laid-back. Mostly at my computer. Editing a text, touching up an image, adding it to my site,stumbling around the internet, listening to NPR, browsing thru magazines (Discover, Newsweek, New York Review of books, Atlantic, Harpers.)
(Good add, the artist thought. The magazines would show him as an intellectual. One who went beyond the surface. One who used mind strings to tug the heart. "It should play good, don't you think?" he asked. The muse looked up. Smiled. Shrugged. "Hey. Do what you want. It's a holiday." She continued surfing the TV channels.. She loved "I Love Lucy" Thanksgiving. Maybe she was on one of the cables.)
