The storm before the calm

Most of my recent output, minus a whole lot of beads. Now that my fingers are yelling for a rest, I take stock and then head out the door. Trying to do the compartmentalizing thing that Louis C.K. said he tries to do, being inspired by sharks (because they have to rest different parts of their brain at a time; sleeping entirely would kill them). Off to see strong women, family, and real estate (not for me—I'm the third eye).

Update: I keep forgetting to say that my solo show in Park City opened this week at the Kimball Art Center. Visit if you can, because I can't!