You'll often hear people say this, but for me it's got enough merit to bear repeating: "Today is the first day of the rest of your life". This motto is telling us that things may have happened in the past, but we live for our present and our future.

That said, I had my first show in Ithaca. It's a group rather aptly dubbed "Convergance" (the 'a' I'm told stands for 'art'), a symphony of sounds and visuals married together to create a pleasant experience.

There's me at my table. We were hosted by Coltivare, a very lovely NYC style restaurant and bar, only with more spacious restrooms.

I'm bringing all of this up not only to update, but to ponder the nature of my artistic career. I love making and selling art, but I also love writing. I wonder to myself if I'll ever have the discipline to commit to both and still have a life afterwards.

I'm nearly complete with my book; one more rewrite of the earlier chapters and a slight addition of character development is all that's needed before I feel empowered enough to convince a literary agent to represent me.

I'm also applying to the Artist's Market that's held annually in the area, which is at least part of what's inspired me to become so ponderous. Things are in the air. Let's see how well I can juggle.

There are many, many updates to talk about, so I'll list them upfront before I go into detail:

1. I'm finally getting testosterone therapy.
2. I'm living with my fiancée in central NY.
3. I've just joined an art studio collective called Howl Studios.


So, first thing's first. This paragraph my contain what you'd consider TOO MUCH INFORMATION. Seriously, if you're uncomfortable talking about sex, move onto the next paragraph. Now that that was said, let's move forward. Yes, I've finally begun the arduous transition to masculinity, fully covered by insurance. That's right. I can hardly believe it myself. Finally! I'm on week three. Nothing of note has changed. My cheeks have that awkward youthful glow. My throat feels like I swallowed gum. And worst of all, I've apparently gained the sex drive of a teenage boy. For me, personally, I find it annoying to say the least. No, actually, the worst thing is that I suddenly smell. I'm used to not even needing deodorant most days. Other physical changes are due to happen in time, but my doctor prefers to use low doses so it'll be a while.

Welcome back those who skipped ahead. Anyway, yes! I'm living with my dear fiancée, Sarah! She and I work together amazingly well and it's only gotten better once we began sharing a home. We're a team. Oh, and there's a kitty named Watson. He's adorable.

Now, onto the art studio thing. Yep, I've joined Howl Studios and will be having Open Studio hours every week. Not sure when just yet, but I'm moving my art in on the first of April. Sarah's moving her instruments there too. We plan on sharing the room. It's small with no windows, but on the bright side I've got controlled lighting. I thrive off of sharing a space with other artists and I think I'll be very welcome there. I've already met an artist that I'd like to do a collaboration with. Another great thing about the space is that I'll be able to host shows there and show off my artwork on a regular basis to art appreciators!

That's everything for today. I'll be updating this more often now that things have been falling back into place. Thanks for sticking with me.