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1998, A Forgettable Year1998 was a very forgettable year. Which is fortunate. I understand that there are a lot of people who won't forget that year for very long. While I was trying to recover and remain alive, other people spent 1998 returning home. Names like Mother Theresa and Princess Di, for example. I seem to remember something about them, but it's more like an odd dream. Indeed, I didn't know it, but I was trying to recover from the wrong thing. Apparently, there is such a thing as a sleep disorder, that can rob one of sleep. I was afflicted with one heck of a doozy of a sleep disorder: although I was absolutely certain that I got a good, solid, eight hours of sleep every night, I was apparently getting only 5 minutes of sleep. As a result of this, I have absolutely no idea how I managed to create all these paintings in 1998, why I painted them, what they meant, or anything else. I painted Invisible Self Portrait (In the Pit) to remind myself of the first six months after open heart surgery, when I couldn't see straight, walk, or do much of anything at all. Basically, I wanted to not forget that it was like dangling in a pit for six months. Ave Sol represents my first thought when I began to see straight again, and felt like I was, finally, out of that darn pit. The other paintings have their own stories, though I'm not entirely certain what I was really thinking when I did them. Last updated on Friday December 21, 2001 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||