Celebrate Sun

1980

2026

Happy birthday, son.

With a mixture of awe and angst, I don't know what I'd do without him. It wouldn't be here, in this house, that's for sure, and I am deeply grateful.

A huge turnaround is in store for the Crabs this year. I had planned for a Gemini, but he had to be evicted ten days late. Willful and self-confident as ever.

I've settled into this UFO as a clutch piece. Often things that I fiddle with long enough pass a mark where they are either dismembered or gain a soul. 

This one languished a long time. The startling blue ground was a slap to the eyes. I may still move or trim some of the characters on the stage, make them more organic, but the stitching has become lines of dialogue. Tales of woe, incantations of vengeance and protection.

This one will keep my hands out of the fire for some time.