Kathy and I took trash up for recycling this morning. Went by True West and Abby was there printing out the magazine for Monday proofing. Went to Foothills Photo and got film ($7 cash) and groceries ($57 house debit).
I cleaned off the floor in my studio. I counted 76 sketches, washes and paintings of the Daltons, not counting the six I actually ended up using. That’s not a very good batting average. Ha.
It felt good to get the tractor running (here’s a photo of my grandpa in 1974 riding it like a Norweigan prince).
They’re filming a movie outside, south of the house. Jeff Sherman is doing a scene from his indie film, “Nowhere, Arizona.” Got two actors and a two-man crew. I went out and watched some of the “dailies.” Interesting process. Even more tedious than painting.
“In anything at all, perfection is finally attained not when there is no longer anything to add, but when there is no longer anything to take away.”
—Antoine de Saint-Exupery
