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.