Detroit

I moved from California a month after graduating from grad school. I told myself if a gallery does not want to show me and a girl doesn't want me to stay I am going to take my chances out in D. Why here? I just need time to make more work, there was a lot of things said about this place, that I could buy a house for 100 dollars, that I should just open a gallery over here. but no, thats not what I am looking for, I just want to paint, and learn new things, seek more opportunities on my own. Josh Pecker says if you are a painter it just means that you like to be alone, I guess thats true. Right now I am staying at Wesley Taylors house, near Palmer Park a few miles above Midtown. I visit his studio most days out of the week, and sit on my computer or sketchpad or kindel and try my hardest to be productive. I have been here for 11 days and I can't feel nothing short of anxious for my car to come back to me, its not a good look but it is some sort of stability that would help me in this transition, I just talked to the truck driver and he said it will not be coming for five more days. What do I suppose to be doing until then? I don't know. Most of my life is packed in my car and I feel I have this mental block pulsing through my brain. The best I can do is remember to be patient, a word that I can't spell without googles help. but it does not mean to just sit hear and wait, I still need to be productive, no mater how dry my creativity is right now, let me try to force out something wet. I want to make some wet art. I am rethinking my message after last night.

I miss you all,

-Elijah