hot

Every year the heat comes as a surprise. The human brain simply cannot fathom the possibility that it could be this hot, yet, here we are. Blogger is being difficult tonight and I can't post images. The paintings are hot too, they have crossed over into the yellows and oranges and whites. I can work in the heat. Some part of me is built for it I suppose. I'm tired and tomorrow is sooner than i wish it were.....