Yeah. 
Hi. Well. Um, er…this project was supposed to be a random and – operative word – INTEGRATED amalgam of paintings
, prose, journalism, drawings/multimedia art 
, poetry, and photography 
– all by me, of course. Me, me, me. I am so sick of me. But these things – these ramblings of the soul – are piling up in my house and in my mind and in my heart and I must release them.
One tries to blog without an audience in mind. Yes, I do that. Yes, I CAN do that. But somehow, every time I push the PUBLISH button i feel like an insta-ass. My solution? Get over it! 
So, while I have started this endeavor in a rather odd way, I will attempt to continue it without being so art-centric. But as I asked myself earlier, as a single mother of a laptop-obsessed two-year-old, how can I write anything worthwhile while I am attempting to scrape multigrain strawberry cereal bars out of the carpet to the backdrop of a waaaaaaaaay too loud Dora the Explorer DVD? Dammit, I am going to try! SO, here goes….something.
Janice J. Cunningham 1.15.11
Keep it coming, honey, at any pace you want, & without apology. Just by the act of writing/posting, you ARE putting it out into the world in a nice organic way…& if Will intercedes, that’s okay too. Love you!
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What if it isn’t organic? I can’t afford organic. Where do you think we are, Gourmet Garage??? Whole Freakin’ Foods??? Huh? HUH? (hee)
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You are incredible Your genius divine
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