Uhhhh.  Ok.  It’s over a half a year in.  Welcome to my failed resolution.  Never mind.  I… moved (back to LA), worked on two ART from the ashes exhibitions, changed jobs a couple of times, went to New York a couple of times, went to Coachella, spent 36 hours in Vegas (which is 24 hours too long, by my standards) and I did not meet my end in an apocalyptic ball of fire as predicted by the Mayan Calendar … or rather what popular culture assumed the Mayan Calendar predicted.

There.  Now that we’re all caught up… can we talk about Atalanta Weller and how I need these shoes. Stat?