Painting commissions that challenged me, pushed me out of my comfort zone and I thought were going to be my undoing artistically.

It's taken some time but I've picked myself up and dusted off what was left of my ego. In the aftermath of this there was dried paint on my flip flops, a wall or two, and on my car. (I have no idea how paint got there.)

I'm ready for 2012, how ever and where ever the paint falls.