Well life seems to be ever progressing and I find myself having neglected writing a journal entry. While it is true that these writings go to a largely inattentive and fickle audience, it does not underscore the value of being timely with ones entries.

On Thursday I went into my studio and found that it had been broken into and some of my sketches were vandalized. Fortunately many of my major works were unscathed and it appears that most of my drawing implements were not absconded with. (this undoubtedly being a direct result of the fact that I take a large number of them home with me when I leave my studio.) I still don't know whether I want to try to redo the sketches or just let a sleeping dog lie. Ah the best laid plans of mice and men . . .