Scrapping my studio time together & finally settling in. Picking up an hour or two here and there; organizing and layering and adding. All to find balance, the heart of this practice I have claimed.

In and out of the mechanic since I signed the studio lease. I fight weekly for this space. Most of the time I fight myself to overcome hindsight. So here we are, forging new days and setting on our histories.

All things considered, the space heater has really made this possible.