JULY 29, 2006
I had a brutal week- everything that could have gone badly, did- personally, professionally, and any other way you'd care to view it. Every idea got rejected, every final came back for revisions, my girl walked out, and it just seemed that I'd become some bizarre magnet for black-cloud activity.
I got some Chinese food Wednesday night and sat in the window of the restaurant, and reflected on the week. The waiter brought over the bill, along with a fortune cookie. When I cracked it open, the strip of paper inside read, YOU ARE SUCCESSFUL IN BUSINESS AND LOVE, and I thought, yeah, right, and came home and started thinking about fortunes of a bleaker nature. I should have probably left some cookie crumbs in these pictures, but it was about 125 degrees in my little studio, and the cookie wouldn't really crumble- it just got kind of mushy. So there you have it.
A couple more, in the Gallery