I do love spring with the warmer weather, flowers and trees starting to burst with life. But I do not love the allergies which seem to be getting worse for me with every year. I take my antihistamine regularly but it seems like it is just not enough and with each passing year I am increasingly aware of the brain fog that overwhelms me when the allergies kick in. I am continuing to work but something is just not happening on the paper. At least nothing I am happy with. It is frustrating. I took the “pretty” painting to the framers to deliver to Marblehead’s variations show. I am still feeling frustrated that none of my marcescent drawings were accepted anywhere. I stand by them and feel they are powerful and strong. I have been messing with ink a bit. Thinking about the upcoming farm season. Planning our Passover gathering and excited about the possibility that all three kids and their partners and kids will be together again. Praying the endless illness plaguing the little ones this winter stalls so we can gather.
I continue to remain super frustrated about the state of the world with regard to Fossil Fuels and Climate. I feel so powerless. How can we know we are marching toward our own extinction and not act? Are people really that selfish and inflexible? Oh what lies neo-liberals tell themselves with regard to eating meat and flying and plastic and driving and all the other things we do that perpetuate our inability to create a better world before it is to late to do so.