Reviewing My 2009

Some people write family Christmas letters. I write Annual Reports to myself. The days slip by so easily in my sweet art life — my inner Board of Directors demands accountability.

This year zigged and zagged around roadtrips. I guess I decided that I've grown up to be a writer. A writer with a variety of other skills. As opposed to a multi-media "whatever." But I still love talking into a microphone… even if it is only to myself.

Did I live by my manifesto (adopted in 2008)?

TELL STUNNING...