Sunday, August 24, 2008

These are the days

I was going to start my next painting for a dear family friend, Auntie Gina. She has a lovely and fluffy white cat that she'd appreciate being the subject of a portrait. I'm honored and happy to oblige although right now, I'm pretty beat from my eight-hour drive yesterday (coming back from Art Show at The 'Loop).

So I'm lazing around today and napping. Santa Cruz is good for that--it's generally a sleepy little beach town, especially when compared to the (exciting) hustle and bustle of Los Angeles. I admit, I do dream about moving back there every now and then--or to San Francisco, Seattle, Vancouver, or Paris--but the Big City Life would probably drive me nuts and make me wonder if the incredible food, great design, and fascinating people would be worth the traffic, smog, and crime. It apparently isn't since I keep coming back to Santa Cruz, right?

But there are days.
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