A Close Call
A Close Call August 16, 2009, 7:16 am ***January 24, 2003 Finding again one's first steps could be a bit disconcerting when faced by the enormity and pressure of an unfinished chapter. It is for those who are trying to come back and fire up the died down embers of the assumed abandoned prestige that brought this musing into paper. For most, there might never have been a career to come back to and for some, well, better know how to eat the tasteless humble pie. The responsibilities of being an artist never really ends when one lays down one's paintbrush to face another task eg a blissful marriage or when one just realizes he is scrapping bottom and looks for the McDonald's monthly paying crew job or when one can't afford anymore the price of an aesthetic opium or when the cerebral masturbation fails even to raise the banner. Whatever the reason once one is convinced that there will always be the insurmountable obstacles or when one has really no talen