The thought of a semi-truck lurching out of a space in an Oklahoma truck stop at dawn. Cold, diesel. There's a lot to post this week but a few miles to go before that can happen. Another trip to Santa Fe. Winter plans. New paintings. Conversations with collaborators. Which reminds me: fellow artist Erik Sandgren and myself will be launching a parody-of-plain-air painting website soon. Landscape painting is considered quaint, no doubt. I'm always out in the fresh air tripping over pine cones and thinking deep thoughts you know.