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Included is a great photo taken by the talented photographer, Mark Powell, who lives in Mexico City.  This photo will be included in a show that he is doing about reverse immigration here in Mexico…Mark has become a new good friend.  Gracias, Mark!

Patrice sent this photo of life in Centro Historico in Mexico City.  People put up with this everyday…and I am having difficulty applying rhinestones to anatomically correct clay hearts?   At least I am not stuck in this day to day living. While I write this, I photograph a house fly that is trapped under the glass of my desk (lots of activity at this desk lately).  I am much luckier than that house fly…..

I am having trouble getting unstuck and moving on with this mirror commission.  I could give all kinds of excuses….but the truth is:  I am procrastinating for no reason.  I just need to not worry and join the dance on the fuchsia frame waiting for me in the studio and remember that I need to put my inner editor in my pocket and have fun…no holds…nothing in the way…go to heaven now!  Bees buzzing in the sky…By the way, Richard bought me some very cool, understated, and really cheap foot covers for my birthday…Gracias, Richard!

I found this photo of Richard and I taken two weeks ago at the Beach…I like it…that’s all, as I type these words, birds fly over our house reflected in the glass of the desk…wish you could see this phenomena….

Where did I go now?
To get tiles…
What did I do there?
I bought the wrong white….I went to Delores Hidalgo today to buy more tiles for the roof of Casa K…however, I got the wrong white ones.  The problem was solved and they delivered the correct color and took the others back…How do you like the roof?  Anyone remember the tune to the above title?  I do and I really loved that AM pop psychedelic serving when it came out way back in 1967 by the Small Faces.  My Oklahoma-ized soul was opening to the world and this song was part of the soundtrack along with The Doors, Beatles and Jimi
…we’ll touch the sky there (It’s All Too Beautiful)…wasn’t this post about tiles?

I take refuge in the nurturing spirit of Guadalupe and the Silent harbor of the Buddha within.  Today, my friend Bill helped me to see the profound scar that many men from my generation carry with them in regards to the AIDS crisis in the 80’s and 90’s.  His guidance was so absolutely clear and the cleansing that took place
reminded me of the Magic that surrounds all of us.  Thank you, Bill Reiner, you are a living miracle as far as I am concerned.  Your overflowing heart is so generous.  To those who do not know Bill…he was given a 5% chance of living last May after a Pancreas attack in Buenos Aires…Bill came back.  I am reminded of some words from Rumi, "Even though you have broken your vows a thousand times…come, come yet again."