You know, some times you just accept. Fo a long time now, since I lost my job as an art director in ’08, money has been non extant. I am even on ‘Obama care’. Pretty much I pay the mortgage and that’s it. My partner pays the rest. I even think the IRS declared what I owe them ‘unrecoverable’. At 53, that’s just not how it’s supposed to be. One gets very used to feeling unworthy of most everything. My travels are all on another’s dime, his gigs as ‘Cher’ take us all over which is how I get to go to so many awesome places.
Recently we were invited to a friend’s house for a night over. They are the sweetest couple, genuine and beyond generous. They have a jet ski and that is how one Sunday afternoon I found myself in Barnegat bay flying around on a jet ski. For well over an hour I plied the waters following the sea gulls and flying over wakes. It was the stupidest, most pointless thing I’ve done in a while. At one point I realized my face was wet with drool- I had been laughing so hard and without a single care in the world.
Sometimes there is such generosity and love that you put down your guard. And just accept.
Who's That Girl
Brooklyn Bowl Green Room
An Impatient 'Group Hug'
Boniva scoping-out the button quail
The robot keeps watch over me.
Imagined history- If I were alive in 1939 and had a display at the World's Fair.