12.28.1991

This is my third visit out here to my art studio, today. It's been busy. I brought Dad here after breakfast so he could look at a set of blueprint drawers. Joe Evilsizer gave me two sets of the drawers and they're great for storing oversized pieces of artwork. I'm using one of them here in the studio for art supplies and some of my finished artwork that I haven't mounted and framed yet. Joe swiped the drawers from his job at a local newspaper. Originally Joe was going to use them but he realized he didn't have anyplace to put them in his house. So he gave them away to me.

Earlier today I brought Darrin with me. He's the guy I had been working with on a new magazine project called Cyanosis. Darrin hadn't been out here yet and he wanted to see the studio. I was disappointed with his visit though. Once he got here he sat down and became anti-social. He involved himself with reading a bunch of poetry submissions for Cyanosis and after a half hour of that he got up, said goodbye, and went out the door. I stayed at the studio until six in the evening and then I went home to get some grub.

I have a neighbor now. He moved into the studio behind me which has been vacant for months. It's already becoming a drag. This guy whistles along with the shit music he listens to and I can hear it all plain as day. Fortunately I can drown out his weak-ass stereo with my JVC boombox. The circuit breakers in the building keep going off. It's becoming a nuisance.