Asking

When my Dad died, I threw myself into my work. I'm trying to do the same now. Teaching and making art helps me immensely. It gives me focus and clarity. Folks have asked what they can do to help us. I am teaching this Sunday at DeAnn Singh's Designing Letters Studio in Mar Vista for the first time. Next weekend I am teaching at The Occasional Artist in Glendale, AZ. I am trying to spread the word about those classes.

If you can't make an in person class and want to take an online class, you'll find those along the right hand side of my blog. I also have art books, collage sheets, pdf versions of my publications and handmade journals for sale. (I also have little books and collage sheets that I have made while David has been sick called Serenity Books and Serenity Pages. Info on them is here.) Folks keep telling me to worry about David (which I am) but it's very hard not to think about how the rent and the bills are going to be paid. It is hard when you have no savings. It is very hard to ask for help.

We're still in limbo without any definite prognosis yet. The doctors are waiting for David's body to cooperate before they can send a camera in there to see what's going on.

In the meantime, I am trying to get work done when I can. I'm trying not to be afraid and working keeps that fear at bay. I've been taking care of David, being there for Tristan (who, thankfully, can take care of himself except when he's asking me to go get groceries. lol) and when I can, of myself (mostly trying to sleep when I can.) I was able to do some painting yesterday for aseries of little books and collage sheets to sell that I had planned on posting before Valentine'sDay. The painting part is done and I'm hoping to find some more time today to work on them.

My family arrived today which means some much appreciated help.

Thanks for listening.