Domestic Disturbance | Poland | And I Never Even Knew!
I use my hands every day. My hands, among other things, pay the bills. I was horrified.
After several hours of x-rays, consultations, and mobility tests, the surgeon executed a beautiful stitching job both on the damaged tendon and effected skin. I watched every step, and would confidently hire this guy to tackle my own studio work. His many tidy stitches, each secured with a triple square knot, were a welcome sight.
On the very same day, I learned that my project with Robert Wilson in Poland is a go, and I will be hopping a plane to Warsaw on Tuesday evening. I'm headed off for a 13-day intensive workshop on the production, renderings in one hand, bum thumb on the other.