No, I have not expired, gone into hiding, or moved to a different country.

I continue to be the artist struggling toward the light, with a bloodshot eye, and a slightly crazed look.

These last months have been, so far, the most enduring I can remember. Yours truly is tired and has a mountain of work ahead. I even had a premonition just the other day seemingly seeing bright glimpses of better days ahead.

I’ll be having mid terms next week. I’ll be a bit raw around the edges, but deeply inspired. If I’m very lucky, it will all balance to the good. Despite all, I tend to be able to turn things around. I’m not terribly worried and am looking forward to it all.

The work continues to be good, when I can get to it.

So. There I am. I am pretty wrung out and Planet Ganz continues to spin along on its axis while we humans try to make sense of things.