I’m being serenaded by an orchestra of hammers today. It’s not as sweet a sound as you might imagine.
But the news of the day isn’t why you’re here. You’re here for the update of the week. Ah yes. The update.
Writing has not been great, though I have several projects that are very happily playing in the corners of my mind. Why aren’t they playing in the corners of my keyboard?
I dunno. Ask them. They can be stubborn things.
I’ve taken to it being summer, real summer, and this week I went to the Art Institute for the Manet exhibit, which focused on the latter part of his career. And I realized something.
Manet doesn’t stir me quite like his contemporaries. If you look at the faces of the women he painted, they’re all the same; blank, empty, soulless.
Like he didn’t see the women as any different from the flowers or the fruit. Objects to be posed for a still-life.
Compare that to Renoir, where every person and every moment in time is crystallized.
And again I digress.
Fitness was another stellar week, though, five days, five workouts. Daily Burn rocked it, and I rocked Daily Burn.
Got some house-related things done, so it wasn’t a total waste. How was your week?