Freaking Me Out!!

Please excuse the recent silence, but I’ve moved. Nope, not to another city (a collective sigh of relief exhales over the city of Reno…and from my brother), just to another domicile. When one thinks about it, moving doesn't sound like a big deal. However…IT WAS STRESSING THE F**K OUTTA ME!!! In fact, it was stressing me out to the point in which it was difficult to be creative (or write a blog…or sleep). Thank goodness for my Michael Hopkins Event Caricatures Events. Without these events, I would not have been creating anything ('cause I was too freakin’ stressed out to draw anything).

This move had been an approaching storm I could see over the horizon for the last few months  Although, up until the last minute I tried to avoid the storm (i.e., the move), it was like trying to avoid two geriatric old men running for president again. Anyways... the move happened this past Saturday (and Sunday, and Monday and …) Thank goodness I used a week of vacation from the Daily Planet to give me the adequate and optimum time to accomplish the move. Also while we're thanking people, I owe a HUGE debt of gratitude to my son Anthony, who was home on leave these past two weeks, from the US Navy. He assisted the old man to get through this and without him I couldn't have accomplished it (mentally or physically). I think by this weekend (my e.t.a for unpacking) things will be looking better and I will be opening a new chapter in my life...and I'll start drawing again!

Speaking of the Michael Hopkins Event Caricatures (as I was…read the above paragraph), the previous Sunday afternoon was my latest gig. It was at a children's birthday party in Truckee California. I’ve long considered kids' birthday parties my kryptonite (kids screaming, bumping my drawing table, getting distracted while I’m trying to draw them, spilling juice...etc...etc..). However, that is apparently no longer the case, because the gig went well. Some challenges were still there, however, I was ok with them (or maybe it was the fact that these children were extremely well behaved). In fact, it was fun.

So here's’ to the future dancers of the Truckee Dance Factory attending Hazel’s birthday party. I raise a glass to juice, as a toast to you in your honor! Cheers and thank you!