I'm still at it, cleaning the studio, making edits in my personal workspace, getting myself down to minimal distractions. I came across a sketchbook from a show I had at the Linda Farris Gallery in 1993. I was reading lots of Rimbaud, and Artaud, a carry over from college. I was very excited about automatic drawing and the results of not editing myself, using almost pure instinct to guide me. I miss doing work this way, it is liberating. Results always varied, ususally to a negative end, but when things came together, and I knew when to stop, well, I can still see the results as a success, even 13 years later. I have a new sketchbook here thanks to Laura Matzer bringing me one back from a conference in Indianapolis recently. I liked having one before, and just sort of drifted from having worked with one for the last few years. I'll keep you posted on what might be cooking.