i dunno – could it get worse?
tomorrow i am going to get started with chemo which i dread. already am very lousy feeling with pains that don’t go away. try to sleep it off. it is the lightest chemo. i am too weak for the really heavy stuff. doc said i probably have a few months.
old friend wim bart came over. with dawn and myself we started putting my drawings together. still a long way to sort and then go with the idea of printing a porfolio and giving away originals. threw out a lot of crappy ones.
i did have a unique way of working. never did pencil sketches and then inked in. the printed drawing was always spontanious. i used tracing paper to try out the finishing shapes if i were unsure, then eyeballed the final touches. and, was never asked to submit sketches. they got only finishes. i was more of a writer making up my own metaphors rather than slavishly being literal – which i hated. and got away with it.
great fun. an honest living but a poor one. in that world i am completely forgotten.
NOT FORGOTTEN: Me and my friend Ken when I visited him in Alkmaar, Holland in May 2009 during a 10 hour layover in Amsterdam on my way to Bologna: