A 14 × 14 inch, acrylic painting of the sky. A journal entry is handwritten on the painting:

“Why does my back start to do pain and tightness when I’m headed back home to La Jolla? My Brooklyn studio is such a mess. Aaron is going to use it while I’m gone, but maybe the mess should have just sat this time. I need to write this essay about gray very soon.

4/16/23 11:30