Oh yea

Creative explosion.

14 new works. BOOM!!!!

I love the smell of oil pastels on my fingers; it really makes them fing.

Most of what I did tonight is part of a larger group, that I think will be stored away, and printed when I die. Or, all shown at once. It has a little tongue-in-cheek humor. A little ranting. A little idol worship... cuz "...Life ain't nuthin' but a funny funny riddle."

Once I turned on Deutschendorf, I found concentration more difficult. His music is WAAAAAyy different than the direction of the work I was producing. Whatever though, I'm still listening as I write this.