Writers are excellent procrastinators, especially when they have a lot of work to do, which I do right now. It’s completely counter productive. However, with some personal and professional stuff up in the air, I simply don’t have the mental space to write. But I will take three weeks off this summer (in three weeks, in fact) and I’m going to indulge in “The Copenhagen Affair.” I can’t wait. Until then, I’ll take the limited mental energy I have and expend it on art. After all, I have to do something between naps on a lazy sunny Saturday.
My new painting: Summer Night, 80×80 cm, acrylic on canvas