Where have I been?... freezing in the studio mostly. It's cold. Damn cold. So cold we can barely keep the house warm. We have a wood stove, and that's it. Poor thing is struggling. There's another stove in the studio, but it's a cheapie, so needs constant tending or it goes out. I leave a window open for ventilation, so it's an uphill battle to keep warm. Think the life of an artist is all glamour? HaHa! You should see me... layers and layers of old, ugly clothes - mostly purple for some reason - full of burn holes from popping glass, and topped with a green apron from Starbucks. I have a lovely pair of old socks with the toes cut out, and thumb holes hacked into the sides, so I can wear them as fingerless gloves/something to keep glass out of my sleeves. Then there's my hair... I'm awaiting new products (thanks Chris!!!), but even with the right hair help, I still have to keep it out of the flame. A headband, scarf, or bushy ponytail complete my workday ensemble. The best news this week is a new pair of boots, that not only keep my feet warm on that cement floor, but also grip the snow like crazy. My old ones were always trying to throw me to the ground, but these ones are great. Lots of tread. I do enjoy remaining upright while walking out to the trash can...

No, I won't have Rick take a picture. It's too hideous. Just imagine me looking like the movie star of your choice, making beads on a sunny beach, surrounded by palm trees and beautiful surfer-boy assistants. It's much better for my glam artist image...