Greetings from the bottom of a well.

Which is what it feels like with this interminable ear infection. Started in one ear now we’re here. With two, no less! Everybody sounds like they are fifty feet away, or mumbling through a wall. It’s very peaceful. Except for my pulse pounding in my ear. That’s quite loud. Also, strangely enough the sound of brushing my teeth was extraordinarily loud these last few days. So… yeah. How are you all doing?

I started another painting recently for my youngest this time, and it has gone pear shaped so I’ve lost interest, and the motivation to continue. I will go back, I just don’t know when. I had high hopes, and dashed those hopes upon my poor technical skills after years of neglect. I can try to resurrect it without a doubt. I had wanted it to go smoothly, and turn out as I had planned. And not be yet another salvage job. But for that to happen I need to paint/draw regularly and that isn’t happening, atleast not right now.

Today begins the judging portion of the Markham Fair. I do not hold out high expectations for my sculpted & painted bust, but you never know. I just like having something at the fair. I don’t ever see people looking at my art, so it certainly isn’t an ego boost, or a dopamine thing. I was proud of it and felt like sharing. Bully for me! There are some very, very talented folks in the area whom show incredible paintings, drawings, quilts and such. Hard to judge a jar of jam from afar, but you can tell the quality of a charcoal sketch from 20 paces.

I am kicking myself for not producing anything brand new for this year, but it’s been an odd few months. I was sick almost all of September with a cough, and this ear infection stole my last second panicked productivity session. My fault. Procrastination at its worst. Glad I had one or two figures in the wings waiting though. Life saver that was! When the feeling hits, I build in bulk. And I’m glad for it. One massive months long session could set me up for several years worth of entries. A real boon on the years where I can’t be bothered to do much of anything other than work, or home DIY projects.

I will say that Diably IV didn’t help me out any, time wise. I’ve put a number of hours into that game that likely should have gone towards a new fair entry. I could play while coughing, I couldn’t do delicate detail work in the same state. That’s what I’m telling myself after the fact anyway.

So it’s Wednesday, Hump Day, Middle of the Week Day, and that means the weekend approaches at speed. The fair will officially open tomorrow for visitors, and it will be a whirlwind of activity and emotions. I look forward to the food the most. An occasional ride here or there. Fireworks and neon lights, music and laughter. There’s a whole lot going on that you can find just about anything you’d like to see. Musicians, dancers, acrobats, fiddlers, and comedians. Beer, burgers, burritos and glass bongs. Quilts, sweaters, blankets, hats and mitts. Exotic food trucks, farm animals, instructional seminars, and performing animal shows. Demolition derby, tractor pulls, and horse teams of every stripe. I warn you now, wear good comfortable walking shoes. I hesitate to wonder what our step counters will read after multiple 8-10 hour sessions walking around showing things to friends. But, with the new dog at home those types of hours might be a thing of the past. Just saying.

If you like Robert Bateman prints there is always a booth selling those massive things in one of the commerce buildings. You can find it by walking passed the candy apple people! Candy apples, candy corn, bulk candy, candy, candy, candy. Tiny Tom’s donuts for an arm and a leg if you so wish. Hard to say no to that. Do you like baby rabbits,  chicks, geese, and calves? Piglets and tiny little lambs? You can find it all at Jurassic Park! Erm… The Markham Fair.

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