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Like I said yesterday, I am going to have to shut down for a while. I hope to be back soon. Until then, you can email me, but not at the address you may be used too. Please use elianeduvekotATrogers.com. I will of couse remain active on Facebook, feel free to look me up and to become my friend. Or click on the Facebook thingy at the bottom left of this blog. Au revoir!!

Michele got us tickets for the Fidelio dress rehearsal, yay. Beautiful beautiful music. And for once, even very great stage design. But then something really odd happened. One of the singers was totally out of sync with the orchestra. At first I thought it was me, because I am such an amateur. But then he sang a piece with two other singers, and they sounded perfectly fine, it was just with this one guy that Beethoven suddenly sounded two centuries too modern. And then, in his third or fourth aria, how humiliating, a voice out of nowhere joined in and started singing his part right. The singer left the stage, he looked very angry. And the others had to bring Fidelio to an end like nothing was wrong. Fortunately the Fidelio part was sung by an amazing voice. I wonder what can cause a singer to be so off in the tempo, could it have been a migraine that put him in some sort of time lapse? It was very strange.

Update: the story made the newspaper!

Don't ask. Art director's idea. I put the first sketch too, just so that people can see I really did the drawing. My god, we had a new member on our illustrator's mailing list. For half an hour maybe. Somebody spotted a drawing in his portfolio that he copied from some other illustrator, unbelievable. He unsubscribed as fast as he could. I don't get it, do such people really think they can get away with something like that?

I hope the editor is happy with this drawing. It is an editor who always wants things different, no matter what. I send something, she has meetings for days on end, tells me what to do, and so on. I don't even have time for that! I deliver my stuff in time, and she is surprised, because she didn't have her say yet. And tells me we can postpone the deadline with ten days. Good morning. Maybe you have ten days, but that doesn't mean I have ten days. So now I just sent her my stuff. Fingers crossed.

It seems so silly to keep going on about this stupid flu, even now that everything is turning back to normal. But I have nothing else, my head is like emptied out by it. I do my work, I walk Orbit, I get the groceries, cook, do the laundry. Watch the temperature fall from zero to minus twenty. No room for more. I picked up prints. I borrowed Kristin's car to drive to Carlaw ave, which is two streets away, pretty silly. But I didn't see myself walk all that ice with a giant portfolio. I always have two prints done on one sheet of paper, one to sell and one to keep. My old printer used to cut the sheet in two for me, the new printer doesn't do that, that is why the portfolio is so giant. And then we had organic sausages with oxheart cabbage. Sounds very meaty. And some grated carrot for the colour.

Still a bit shaky, but back at it. I survived a nasty flu. Fever, everything. Snot. I blow my nose and I fall over from losing balance. Lots of work this week.

Interesting.