An awful day in a year of hard times. My left ear is blocked and in pain, the 'fungus gnats' from my houseplant are buzzing around. I've formed a plan there of buying new compost and gravel and removing all of the soil; a fresh start. It's my worst year financially by some margin with losses in the several thousands, and my income isn't covering the outgoings for the first time in decades.
But, I'm working well artistically, and today dropped off a painting at the wonderful Tŷ Pawb gallery, and tomorrow I attend the Castle Park Open launch where I have three paintings. Artistic painting is becoming a luxury, both the supplies and more-so the time. I must aim for more joyous subjects, as all seem to be about death, murders, or other sorrows! Of course, such subjects are chosen for their emotional power. Perhaps they echo this dark year, but darkness makes the lights stronger. Musically too, I'm working better than ever.
Deborah is my light and the highlight of my year. I wish I could afford to be married immediately.
It's impossible to know whether an action or event is good or bad; we can never be sure. Anything can be good or bad depending on context and scale. For all of us, life is struggling along and then dying; so we must do our best as we struggle. We must take care of our cells. We must take care of our fellows.
After the Wrexham trip I worked on the SFXEngine upgrades and have completed the complex load and save process. Testing aside, the changes could be considered complete, but I will add a little more.
I look forward to next November. I look forward to the November in four years. The Donald Trump victory made me think that our government will face the same fate as the Democrats if they fail to deliver their promised economic growth and fail to stop illegal immigration.
Onwards we roll our Sisyphean rock.
