Things are going well. Had a great weekend, jam packed with art, free Indian food, wine, video games and home-made sushi. Got a piece hanging in the Clair Mitchell Gallery. (#1029) Also, tomorrow is my birthday and then Thanksgiving. I should be getting more gallery space in January or March. Also, I have an appointment with UBS. I should get some pieces hanging in their office building soon.

It's amazing how easy it is to do what you want to do with your life. The universe wants to help you, since so few people actually follow their dreams. All you have to do is ignore doubt.

Also, getting older helps. The younger me tried doing the same thing I'm doing now with my old art, but it wasn't as good and I had a very unconscious, destructive presentation. I would show my pieces to galleries and then apologize and explain why they suck. Amazingly, I never got in any of em. If I would've just shut up, I would've been on the right path sooner. Why are we so addicted to self-destruction? Why are we programmed to have no self-esteem? Why are we afraid to succeed? I think I've finally reached the point where I'm more afraid to waste my life then to take risks.