Show on walrus. Ecstatic. So wonderful! The lumpy! The flabby! The bristly! God, I wanna be a walrus.

Lots of painting ideas. It’s the clayboard. They’re coming so thick and fast that I cannot even begin to hit ’em all. Even if I wasn’t swamped with work, I couldn’t get them all. My personal irony–the desire to do a painting of an artist overwhelmed by ideas and unable to find time to paint them all, but being unable to find time to paint it.

I am not asking for fewer ideas, but if they’d form some orderly queues, or line up alphabetically, or even just not all yammer in my ear at once, it would be easier on all of us.