After grisling out 10 big paintings in just over a month of solid work, i'm actually exhausted. my brain hasn't been informed but my body is mutinying. i'm still trying to complete the ct manuscript to be published and also working on the next one which is tentatively called "peter the goat". I just can't really get into it. i'm also trying to do dust piggies but progress is slow because i hate doing the colouring and it's difficult to find people to write forewords, and frankly i need to see progress to feel like something is worth doing. and i don't want to write them myself.
so i'm going to go on holiday a bit. i.e. i'll still constantly do stuff, but just lower my expectations. ha. yeah...
