Saturday Blues

It's Saturday...i'm broke...still waiting to hear my test results from the echgocardiogram......went running this morning despite it all.
At this point in my life I have to say, "sh..!!"
I'm tired. Tired of waiting for a place to call my new home. Tired of looking for a job that pays abit more so I can pursue my life's ambition; my Art.
I long for the smell of paint and a canvas. I long for a chisel and a piece of wood to create a piece that I can marvel at someday.
This morning my 5 year old grandaughter Rylee looked at one of my pieces in my "limbo" studio and remarked she liked it. I was amazed and flattered. The piece is a parody of Clowns. Some may find it morbid, but I find it amusing. It's entitled "Clowns on Holiday". Amazing things one can do with dolls and a rubber shark. I like it, however, but most do not. It materialzed when I had a thought about clowns and their roles to make poeple laugh, or happy. I then thought what do clowns do when they're not working. That's when I went off on a tangent as clowns (some) having a dark side. No matter. It's My Art!
I'll post it sometime.
Shame on me for being an artist with an attitude.
Shame on me for this self pity trip right now.
Time to go find a friend and a beer.
Adios!