fig.3.83) picnic, tribual (something sexual maybe) Other things that make me wonder about springtime coming, career development and training tools, safety protocols for artists to review before renting or buying their housing, affordable housing too, access to group health insurance or ways in which someone could facilitate communication or negotiate collectively for the broader needs of our burdened community. Museums, galleries and collectors don't be us and they refuse to see us. We get back on the bus and it makes us late. The sidewalks are wet the whole way down. We're sitting wet and the backseat is hard. Winter is harshest when its unpredictable. The sound of the bus is lost in the rain tonight but who makes our surprises? We're alone behind the driver, she's talking about the last dead person to be taken from her bus. It's late and I know you're not listening because I'm watching you. You squeeze my hand and make a joke about buying lottery