it was a long walk and i wound up in part of the park i’d never been to- sort of lost, but not really. just far away from where i thought i was. didn’t get back til 8 o’clock and the days are getting shorter now.
i haven’t signed any of the new paintings, and last year’s were all signed in pencil. i don’t have a proper signature for “art”–
i guess i’ll be needing one of those. it’s absurd. people think deciding on a tattoo is difficult (“it’ll be there forever“) but try deciding on a signature that isn’t meant to change and becomes a symbol of you… daunting.
i’ve thought about just having a small rubber stamp made.