I'm really tired... maybe approaching burnout. God, I hope not, since this art wheeze is the only thing I'm good at. But 50 books in four years... I'm dying. I can't imagine this pace much longer. Anyway.

My new fancy-media computer is a lemon and I had to ship it back to HP. Now I'm on the old machine, which is making me feel like a severe money minded farmer reunited with his old drafthorse. I pet you, shitball computer! You are better than Vista, the dear knows.

Thanks, pukajen, for turning me on to Picasa. When it took over my drive and copied everything I'd ever done, I felt a bit invaded. But when I got back onto this old horse after my new!computer disaster and was able to simply drag everything I'd ever done artwise onto my external drive, well, I saw the wisdom of it. :D And it copied in about two seconds, seriously. How do they do that?


I did some stuff with ING tonight -- my accountant has been after me for only three years to do that. Didn't shift the savings, though. I really ought to talk to some women about money: all the women I know think it's a dirty subject, and it makes me feel lonely.

Here's me trying to reinforce the habit of posting to IJ. With pictures.

These are some pages from the current one of two current gigs: The Tempest.

Hm, here's where I try to find out if cuts are the same. ( Read more... )

Ah, the same, then. Congenial!

I've really gone nuts for tall ships in the last couple of years. My whole family is from the sea --either Navy or as fishermen, back in Gloucester or the countries before immigration -- but I always resisted it. But somehow these days I freaking leap at drawing a project with ships -- ships of sail, anyway. Heh, next I'll be wanting to take sailboat classes.

It's raining! Warm spring rain. Oh, man,can the wheel have come round at last? They say it might do snow flurries this weekend but I know THIS WILL NOT HAPPEN.

Omg! Thunder! My happiness is pretty much complete. Oh, heavenly spring.

I wasn't able to do it the easy way/via the admin console, but by gaw it's done. Everyone on my LJ flist who has an Insane Journal has been friended.

It really does seem like in the great tossup of journal services, IJ seems to be the one landing face up. So here I am.

Gotta remember to start actually posting and reading here, now. I'm one of those blind habit types, even when when my dudgeon (at 6A) is high.