I'm sitting at Michae1 Thoma$ Coffee surrounded by the aromas of freshly roasting coffee. It's wafting bye in clouds actually. He must be working on a Hornet Roast. Actually roasting coffee isn't the devine scent one might expect it to be. It's kind of like nearly burnt toast, or just starting to burn popcorn. The ambrosial kenyan peaberry in my cup makes me forgive it's less then Nectar like roasting aroma. Completely.

I planted a veggie garden this year. My neighbors think I'm crazy. As I'm using a technique called cylinder gardening developed at the Texas A&M Ag Extension offices for compact food intensive urban gardening. They think i'm loopey cause it involves gardening in 5 gallon buckets that have been cut in two to make 2 cylindars that have enough soil volume for most common veggie crops and herbs. I'm already snipping fresh basil and the rest is growing by leaps and bounds thanks to organic potting soils with worm castings and other goodies plants find so inticing. I know I sound like a freek but I swear I can feel the plants I plant. Some esoteric umbilical cord established till they are mature-- gardening is good for the soul.

Some of the bottom of the barrell mood I've been experiencing for the last month seems to be lifting. I think it's just me coming to terms with my paintings not flying out the door at the gallery.

Michael is going to edition this painting, Cosmos V, as a limited edition print through the gallery and I'm going to be the featured artist for the August opening.

So, my Bay Area Friends, my creation paintings might be finding a home at a church in your area. I saw the church on PBS and felt such a connection I knew imediatly that I wanted them to have them. I guess the decission on if to except the pieces has gone to comittee. Keep your fingers crossed for me.

Hmm.