Art in the Open has ended and the last of the equipment has been returned. Will Robinson left today and the house feels a little empty.

Deciding to work together for the small town mentored residency in studio space here at Peake Street was a bit of a leap of faith. I live and work alone. And I like that. I like that a lot. I think I may be my own company’s biggest fan.

The people in my life permitted regular entry into my sanctuary of solitude can be counted on one hand. To a (wo)man, they are folks  who are not afraid of silence and can make their own damn coffee. When they’re here, I feel entirely myself and when they go I find myself humming  You’re gonna make me lonesome when you go.

I peed with the bathroom door open two days into the residency. I farted openly on day four. I think Will is part of the in-crowd. And I am only a little bit sad he’s gone because this feels like the beginning of our work together and not the end.