Some studio sessions are dramatic; things happen, there are breakthroughs. Other times, most of the time, it is the slow grind. Not much to say tonight, rough week at the day job topped off with a campus wide severance offer to all full-time employees, which arrived by letter at the house this afternoon. Like so many, we've all been living under the gun for a couple of years now. It gets old, and the "lucky to have a job" thing becomes an empty and somewhat oppressive mantra to maintain. There will be terminations, entire programs will be eliminated. The cuts are always minor; getting rid of a dozen people who make less than $20K a year doesn't really do anything for the budget and everyone knows it. All it does is destroy a dozen people's lives, and potentially the lives of their families. I know we are not alone. For now our household has not seen the axe.
Still I work. What else is there to do really? Paint. See what comes. Paint more.
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