I've been gone so much that I haven't dug out the paints in a long time, but I finally did so last night. Played around with mixing acrylics with glittery puffy paint to get some dimension. Need to organize my ephemera so I can find my stuff when I need it. I'm one of those people who doesn't find time to do such things, and when it does, entropy inevitably sets in and disorder begins.

Speaking of art, I'm planning on checking out the annual "aerosol art" fest down by the West Side Market, for spray paint, breakdancing, and other such things that I admire aeshetically and also in the sense that I do not know how to do such things...