Putting Together Space

New studio. August or early September. This is going to be great...

A Week To Recover

OK, so the last job was horrible. I learned something about corporate politics - don't bother to get involved with them. Their way or the highway seems to be the best approach. I have been cursed in working too many years with creative people doing interesting work.

The only way I'm going to survive and be happy is to create my own niche here. I have most of the tools ready, and have been re-familiarizing myself with them. The years of not working within my chosen profession has given me a more realistic perspective of what the toil involves, and what the expected result will be.

I am ready.

Staying Put

After speaking with my landlord, and also after an unsuccessful search for a new location, it looks like we will be staying where we are. I'm not finding a living situation better than the one I'm in, and I like it here just fine.

What a relief.

Took Some Time

After what I thought were four great years with a woman I loved, it all came to an abrupt halt when she decided to let her fears, friends, and family rule her life. It would have been nice to have been better aware of this before we created a wonderful baby boy, but I have accepted her decisions and have been moving on to something better for myself. I have concerns about my son and her chosen lifestyle, but we shall see.

Anyway, it's all for the best. Other doors are opening.

Things are starting to straighten out. I'm finding a new place to live and bringing my horse up to enjoy. Work is getting better, school in the Fall will be interesting, and the kids are always great. Once I get moved, it will be time to stretch myself a little more. I'm anticipating starting a photographic studio again - this will be a major turn-around in my life.

I am so very excited!

Starting Again

It's like being a recovering alcoholic, the need to record my thoughts.

This has been a most difficult period of my life, a time that brought great joy, and then grief that comes from seeing the life I thought we were building on a solid foundation evaporate into ether.

There is enough blame to go around. The die is cast, the results unmitigated. Hope for putting the puzzle back together erodes daily with each new revelation. It's just the way it is going to be.

With that knowledge comes a certain satisfaction of dusting the room and closing the door for the last time. Moving on to a new growth experience.