I spent the greater part of the day freaking out as it finally dawned on me that my schedule is completely out of control. I’m at the airport in San Francisco, on my way to a show in Chicago. After my 18-hour drive from Denver, I had two sleep deprived days to get a thousand things done (I counted). In the end, I got maybe 3 or 4 out of the way in a mad frenzy. Several times I wanted to just walk out of my shop and say F it. But I have some good assistants including Rowen Jin, who is doing great work for me. And my wife Pam is good at reminding me to just take a deep breath and relax.  

I lived over fifteen years on the edge, as a starving artist - usually just scaping by. I’ve found success in just the last two or three years. I feel like I have to work my butt off so I don’t lose my grip on this. I hope this feeling tapers off…

I’m gone for 10 days to do two shows, and when I return, I’ll have two days again to try and keep it all from crashing and burning before leaving again for another show. When I return that time, I’ll have two and a half days… This will be a recurring scenario until early October (hopefully by the end I’ll still have a few pieces of art to sell, since keeping up my inventory is one of my problems right now) . Oh well, such is life. This ridiculous schedule won’t last forever, and I am incredibly lucky to finally be making a good living as an artist.

Its time to go to my happy place…

Echinacea (shot in 2000)