I did a little side project today-- hung some cheap little shelves and generally made the blueberry muffin lady and her new friends presentable.

This idea of decorating one's bedroom is odd to me. I still have this itchy feeling that I have to be able to pack up and leave with a moment's notice, as a matter of survival. But I guess one shouldn't live that way.

I need to paint something for behind the bed. Originally there was the Matisse cutouts obsession... but I have an actual Matisse print now... and I have started thinking about hands, and eyes, and fish.