Wobbly.

This has been a weird two weeks, and right at this moment I'm feeling especially weird in the physical sense because I took too many extra-strength aspirins to try and kill a low-grade headache I've had for the past 5 days. They're making a small dent in the headache but an even bigger dent in my ability to function, as I feel all woozy and wobbly and such. Yuck.

Despite this, I'm going to try to make it over to Visual Art Exchange for a bit tonight to check out their "Punchline" show (before we go to see Art Garfunkel, yay!!!!) - a painting of mine is in this month's show, here it is:

French Suite #1: No Exit - oil on printed fabric, 10"x10", by me, Diane Feissel.

If you hadn't heard of it, this is a reference to Jean-Paul Sartre and his experiments with hallucinogens (mescaline, I believe). The lingering after-effect of this experimentation left him with a recurring paranoia about being pursued by... a lobster. Yes, a lobster. Not sure what's up with that. I am pretty sure, however, that the takeaway message from all of this is: DRUGS. DON'T DO THEM.