All I have is this representation of how I feel with or without coffee.

This may be a solution:
All I have is this representation of how I feel with or without coffee.

This may be a solution:
Drop yer acid now.
I’ve been too preoccupied and tired to finish anything over the past week. A painter, much like a poet or a homeless psychotic, has to pay the rent and sometimes that requires a day job. I freelance as a storyboard artist for advertising agencies. It requires a very fast hand and being able to draw out of your head. It also helps if you aren’t too proud to allow yourself to “hack”. Here are some samples of the brilliance that is the art of selling soap. Brain surgery it is not. Existentialist angst, it may promote. I know I’m saving capitalism for the greater good of humanity and eternity.
TB
I grew up in love with Mad magazine and all and anything related to it. Basil Wolverton was long before my time but as a kid I remember my brothers and I had bubble gum stickers with portraits of hideously disturbing characters sporting pasta for hair and wart covered pickle-like tongues, with normal, wasp-sounding names like “Roger” and “Susan”. The Barbara Gladstone gallery in NY is honoring him with a show. I know I want to see it for screams and an upsetting stomach.
Heres a slide show from the NY Times
http://www.nytimes.com/slideshow/2009/07/22/arts/20090723_BASIL_SLIDESHOW_index.html