Oh, the fun continues. As on an after dinner dusk walk, slip in alley, walking too fast (brisk, brisk, it's not exercise unless you're brisk, brisk) slipping on a piece of unseen with my new "progressive" glasses, random garbage piece of plastic, flailing, falling, ripping jeans, bloody knees + bruised wrist, fingers...Angy confused. Unusual position + moaning, cursing, what gives? Ugh + carless as car still at garage getting fixed. So at home doing watercolours. Not this particular one, but others for new upcoming show at Pat Pink's, due soon. Size of "Here's your Hat", not sure. Half of a full arches sheet, I think...