Thursday, March 30, 2006
Back in Black
Gregg P.sent this image in. Thanks Gregg, cool treatment, and that's just about how things feel occasionally.
But not today.
A bit of sleep, some food---okay, lots of food. Last night Ben took us all to Simba's, a soul food restaurant in Palm Springs owned by an absolutely charming family, that has a buffet to shame any Deep South church supper from any era. I had collard greens, black eyed peas, gumbo, grits and gravy, corn bread from heaven, fried okra, candied yams and ribs cooked to the absolute approval of my dead great-grandmother Annie McCarey Phillips.
I am HEALED, I tell you. (They don't call it soul food for nothin')
Pete and I saw V for Vendetta. Next week I'll take Aubrey to see it, then for coffee afterwards, because the movie begs questions with complex answers to be considered and discussed with her, sitting down. After all, her education is our responsibility, for now. As always, mostly it's to teach her to think for herself.
Listening to her, I begin to believe the job is nearly done.
Three down, one to go.
If I owe you a rat or other sculpture, feel free to nag me. Otherwise, rest assured they are all going out very soon.
More sleep now. There is art waiting to be made.
Posted by lisa at 9:32 PM