My studio is usually in my house. When I want to change something, I stop what I'm doing and go fix it. I can't do that right now because it's new years day and the gallery is closed. The show opens in 8 days, and it's just not right yet. It's so totally not right that I can't even deal with it right now. The white paintings need work. The boxes might have to go entirely. All the possibilities, combinations and scenarios are running through my mind and I'm locked out from being with my work. This might be the worst thing ever. Ok. That's dramatic. Torture in a Sudanese prison would probably be the worst thing ever. But this isn't fun either. I feel helpless, and I'm pretty much going to be stuck feeling this way for the next 24 hours. Total drag.
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