chase the light

Dear Mother Nature,
You hormonal bitch. Would you please go away and spoon Father Time or something? Do what you have to do but leave us alone already. The rainiest March ever!? Oh very funny of you. It’s “In like a lion out like a lamb” you cranky wench not “In like a lion out like a screaming banshee.” I demand my summer right now. We even pushed our clocks forward to try and spurn you yet look what you do. I hate you.

And the wind, really, come on, what’s with the wind?

Thanks, for the lovely Spring you better be providing,
Chris

P.S. I have about a month left on the Ghostrider project. Maybe I’ll actually get to do something some weekend. Last Friday night I went to the Billy Shire Gallery for a group show opening and then across town to Los Feliz for another group show opening at Bedlam Art. It’s actually Bedlam Art’s final show as they’re closing their doors. Ya know because L.A. needs another sushi restauarant. L.A. Art gallery icon Jim Fittipaldi was hosting as usual and I’m not sure what’s going to happen to Bedlam Warehouse in the downtown area. There was piece there by Michael Salerno that I liked but it was too spendy. Anyway, The Brewery Complex is having their open studios in a couple weeks and Michael Salerno’s studio is there so maybe he’ll have something in my range where a gallery doesn’t have to take a cut.