The drawings were acceptable and so I've been carrying on - whilst plotting other drawings for myself (in the continuing series about old age and entropy.)
Book still selling but not so well.
Started research on next. Fascinating!! There are some authors who think JC was illiterate, can't imagine that that could have been possible... unless they mean, couldn't read or write. He certainly had the scriptures by heart. If he existed, of course.
Don't think I've been this lazy since I was a teenager.
Have sent half a dozen drawings to the maths book folk for a response. DO hope they're acceptable, don't want to have to redo.
I guess this is old age. All I want to do is sit around and read.
The Cybernetics Society want the members blogs to post on their site. I looked at this lot and realised, not for the first time, that this is where I come to grumble.
Does that count as feedback? Probably not, in that nothing is changed...
No work happening, unless you can count cooking. Guests, delightful, been here all week; go tomorrow . New one arrives tonight.
In the meantime, we are off to a castle in the mountains for lunch. I haven't got time to work (though started the new book - the schema, anyway)
drawing hard, lack insight and talent. Got a few that might work, will wait for a few more to arrive and try the authors for approval.
Got a couple of nice reviews for the book! The terror that l've been experiencing, the dread of being challenged, of being ridiculed, corrected, is fading. I really didn't expect to have that. |Is it normal among authors? Though very like exhibiting paintings, opening night horrors, so I dunno. Dread in general. The reviews really comforting.
The books out!! Blood sweat and algorithms. I put it up on face book where its selling surprisingly well - no idea who the market may be -
Don't know how to post it here but if you go to Amazon books and ask for Death: a Work in Progress by Vanilla Beer, it will emerge from the digital swarm.
It's done, it's done, it should be on line next week - amazed, astonished, that its been written. Been binning my notes and roughs and all that stuff and I've no idea how I did it - none - day in and day out - how??? Everything about it amazes me. I know I'm an obsessive and I remember feeling like this at the end of a difficult painting series but now I'm toying with the idea of possession.
Still, onwards... had the prepare the studio for drawing tomorrow.
