I hope you had a nice weekend. It was a learning experience for me. I didn’t know how I was in pain witnessing ICE in DC. I have felt for sometime that we were under attack from the government. It honestly hurts worrying about my West Indian family and friends. I walked with Alec to my favorite Rotti shop and it was gone. They moved away in the middle of the night. My heart was broken. I had been to that shop most of my life with my dad. A great loss exists where that taste lives and all the carnival stories converged.
Wild week. Dad broke his hip yesterday. Madness. Don’t know what to do. Just sitting with him and doing some sketches. Trying to keep up with prints and artworks.