it's been a strain, these past months. the holiday madness. the ceaseless gray lid on the sky. the karass dearth, into which i poured all manner of whatnot, both good and ill; the steady hemmoraghing of dinero as i continue to build something genuine and coherent and sustainable in an industry rife with specious nonsense, crap creative, and throbbing ego.
but it's feeling like the tide is turning, as i've got so many irons in the fire i can barely see the fire, so something has got to burn. in fact, we did just land a gig working with the Center for Re-Inventing Public Education, and it's the perfect hybrid for Karass: it's Good Work, and they have a reasonable budget. here's to more of that, so i can stop wasting energy worrying and funnel all those vibrations into creating.
as for perspective, my boys are (mostly) healthy and (wholly) happy, steph's business is burgeoning, and in the scheme of things, i'm a lucky motherfucker, soup to nuts.
a'ight. back to yer regularly scheduled face-folding whatwhat…
Yep nice to lift that grey lid. Sunny and 50 in B'ton. (...tough to beat really early spring in a college town).
Break out the Hackey, some guitters and a cooler of cheap brews.
Posted by: oneluckysucka | 02/17/2012 at 12:30
amen, my brother — a return to the simpler times is always longed for/in order.
Posted by: ted danson-malmstein | 02/20/2012 at 11:46