“She was looking into my eyes with that way she had of looking that made you wonder whether she really saw out of her own eyes. They would look on and on after every one else’s eyes in the world would have stopped looking. She looked as though there were nothing on earth she would not look at like that, and really she was afraid of so many things.”—Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises (via oldblueeyes)
01. Headed to Wisconsin soon for a show and painting fast means feeling like I’m in school again. 02. Sealing the deal on one job and waiting to hear back from another program. I’m excited to be formally employed. 03. Right now the windows are open and there is a breeze, Blue in Green is playing, and I’m cleaning up my studio. Everything is still but when I stop to really observe my surroundings, everything is in motion. Everything is it’s own moving thing. Being really sappy about life has never felt better; it’s the typical colors-are-brighter-life-is-sweet deal.