To Salina today. Saw a great graffiti en route. Took some photos of it on my return. Luscious painterly shapes, a bit reminiscent of Guston? Or Morris Graves?
Had lunch with a friend who is an actor. Asian chicken salad. Iced coffee. So interesting to learn about the discipline of acting to be the art where one's body is the art; one's expression, movement, speech, affect, emotion. She made a beautiful drawing of a costume for a performance. Brave and brilliant. We talked about Louise Nevelson's fabulous eyelashes.

In my work I appropriate, circle round the image, editing and forming it to my own aesthetic. I react, recreate, respond, and putter. Yet when out taking photos, I am exposed, and possibly observed while I work- if a car or truck zooms by. I hide myself behind the camera, and peek into a world of my own making.

Tomorrow, make new DVD slide loops of my newest work and prepare to ship framed piece to a show.

My parents' wedding anniversary tomorrow, if they were alive.