Jelly, jelly so fine

Tuesday, November 7, 2017

Postcards of the hanging

Three bad shows, four weeks. Lot of work, driving, great expense, not much to show for it. Have all sorts of questions about models, sustainability, inevitability. Had a good run while it lasted.

Didn't take any pictures past Half Moon Bay, didn't feel like it, certainly tried to resonate with customers, but the engine somehow failed to fire.

Please do me a favor and don't ask me about the show, or my birthday either for that matter. They both sucked and I don't feel like engaging in a post mortem or even hearing about your great ideas on how to fix the whole thing at the moment.

I know that no one promised me a rose garden but pardon me for feeling downright pissy.

Get one more swing at the piƱata next week.