What a fucking year! Jeebus Cribbs.

Thing is, 2020 was just that, a year. The end of it doesn’t mean a thing. Jan. 1st doesn’t come around and magically make everything better. Nazi’s still have a voice, conservatives are split, members of congress condoned the invasion and desecration of their workplace, tweeting out their locations to their “supporters” outside. Somehow, it’s being justified. Six people are now dead because they tried to stop democracy. Weird time when congressmen align themselves with white supremacists. But who am I?

I gave up trying to get these two books out before XMAS because it would’ve been rushed, real rushed. Although I’m disappointed in myself, having a good six months to get it all done, now I don’t have a solid deadline to adhere to, so I can get them as good as they can be.

Music is still happening, film is still happening, writing is still happening. The last few months have been mentally and emotionally exhausting, which I’m sure many, many people can relate to. Whether personal or simply watching what’s happening around the world, it’s outright exhausting. And while I’d love to blame my procrastination on major projects on “2020”, it’s really just how I am. I think I’d have even less done if things were more open. I can’t be truly sure of it, but I’m pretty sure. I’ve come to accept my procrastination in an attempt to maybe find a way to incorporate it rather than fight it. Who knows, maybe I’m just a lazy shit.

I want to build a darkroom, printing is something I want to get into. But like all things, it’s all about time, money and motivation. I began to invest in shooting movie film last winter, and haven’t done much with it since. There’s a lot of logistics involved. Plumbing, electrical, space, chemicals, enlargers, etc. Among other things I’ve been involved in projects at home. I was tasked with finishing two sets of stair treads this winter, and re-installing the sink after we got some granite installed. I’m basically a plumber now. Fixed the drain, installed a new disposal, and about to fix a sink upstairs I screwed up. Yeah, all that kind of stuff. It certainly keeps me busy.

Along with international and domestic events of recent months, plus home projects, plus music, writing, art in general, the holidays, we had a death in the family. All in all, it’s been hectic as hell.

Here’s to a few productive months, I hope to check in soon and perhaps share some meaningful, tangible work.

Until next time, hang in there.