Since I’ve been clogged, I’ve had my face smooshed against my computer monitor trying to carefully correct all the mistakes in my damn book, Shrapnel in the San Fernando Valley; I’m so incredibly embarrassed by the plethora of flaws that were there. My gawd! That’s what no sleep gets you.
Gemma waits patiently for Michael to return with an early dinner. Little does she know that none of it’s for her.
Sorry to be scarce. I’ve a lot of personal stuff going on lately. However, My show, Memoir at Craig Krull Gallery is doing very well and is still up until this Saturday.