There are changes in the air that are curiously creative... and somewhat serendipitous... letting go of control is such a fantastic way to get all the right lessons. I've been invited to contribute an article on my unique Yoga practice (details another time), I've done some great tattoo designs and my artwork is free like it was back in the hallways of AIP in 90. I feel like I'm getting younger instead of older, and wiser than I've given myself credit for.

Music is deeper than ever. I've been listening to a playlist that came in the mail, from a man I've never met, yet know I know. Tuning my guitar is on the agenda upcoming, finally.

Contemplating design for a special side project for doggies (details another time).

Very stoked on the good news about samiam.

A tribute to the motivation behind working:

And so I Keri on.
K

A visual:

BEFORE

AFTER

Ahhhhhh... sweet relief.

The latest creation:

I did some stuff for Dane Cook today, which is splendid.

Back to work with me. I've got lots of resting still to do!

Right.

I keep falling over. Getting balance is a tricky thing, I'm finding. In order to really live in balance, movement must truly originate from the center to facilitate the flexibility needed to maintain said balance. And maintaining balance while in motion is an exercise that I'm definitely digging already.

Here's to week one of my Kamming time. My apartment is beautifying, Dee's DVD cover is off the kabob, and Ostrich is on deck. Fuck yeah.

Love!!

The last four years have been saturated with Yoga, and changing, and figuring shit out, and letting shit go, and mostly just getting solid with who I am. But then I reached this point where I felt as if the entire life I'd built was based on a version of me that wasn't really me now, but was me in survival mode. Thus, complete flailing and imbalance all over again. There are surely aspects of the first me's productivity that I'm very thankful for, but there are surely aspects of the first me that are gone. So I was left with this mingling of two of me, from two different time periods. The fusion of the two mes has caused me to be totally volatile and unstable... not to mention the election results and accepting that there's another four years of idiocy in the White House.

So, yesterday at 5pm when my time off officially began, I just started bawling. Total happiness that I can dedicate two weeks to regaining my center. To finding the rest of the me that has been supressed by me, and others... to letting go of reaction to people's reactions...

Plus, I can finally finish watching Alias Season 3!

Here's to Kamming, for real.

In other news, I'm taking a two week break from work, simply for myself. I'm taking off the week before and of Thanksgiving, so that I can do my own work for a change. I'm going to do the illustrations for the fabulous Ostrich book, plus I hope to get kamiam.com out of BETA and finally the solid real deal... and I want to sleep, and Yoga, and possibly turn off my phone. Two weeks for ME and only me. Selfish, yes, but also very needed due to the past 13 years of doing work for everyone BUT me.

So it's about 7:26 and I technically don't need to go into the office yet, so I think I'll take a nice hot bath to combat the compiling stress of election day early.

Here's to hoping that America gets its shit together and boots out the self-rightous, arrogant asshole.

In other news, rage.

Here's my latest painting:

Plus, there's this photo on ween.com that inspires me endlessly. Deaner!!

Also, there was something else I forgot to mention that I have promptly forgotten again. Look at me go.