Music for this session: Pink Floyd The Wall, Teaching Company Lecture on Hitler's Empire.
Perseverance in the face of anxiety. I felt like ants were crawling under my skin for a couple days. There are too many demands on one's time, others breeze through life, one feels jealousy at their easy passage. They look as happy as people on TV. Ha. The truth is we are all involved in a great struggle. I am just a local example of the universal.
Feel pretty stupid moaning about having to paint! Talked to an old friend who has been sleeping on couches and holding several part-time jobs. He is getting his feet under him and we talked about how much he is anticipating his own place, a place with a key. I am an idiot for not appreciating every aspect of my unbelievable luck!
Got quite a bit done despite having malaise, ennui, funk, blues, anxiety, etc. I got James Jean's "Rebus" book in the mail and am as always happy to be a human every time I see his work. Stunning. Drank coffee and gazed in respect and admiration for an hour before starting to paint my own stuff.