Tonight there is an opera here and I am really looking forward to that. I've been working a lot and was sick and I'm excited to see the opera.
I feel really critical of my drawings; I started working on a second shirt and I'm hating it so much I was thinking of throwing it away. Then I started thinking- what does this mean? What does it mean that I want to throw my art away- that I hate it so much, etc. And it always seems like a metaphor for my mind, my life. So I'm just going to keep going on the drawing and finish it.