Well like I've already mentioned in my previous posting, it's been hard to find time to think and in the case of this blog, write this past summer. And yes summer is nearly gone! I have just about completed all of the drawings and chapbook texts for my "Message in a Bottle" collaboration piece with Karin Spitfire. I say completed, but that only really means that I have to stop creating anymore drawings, because I have deadlines (that's kinda creepy) for getting the actual piece completed and assembled. I only scratched the surface in terms of representing those women, girls and female infants who've been killed in the wars in Afghanistan and Iraq. I've realized that really "they" meaning Afghans and Iraqis are the only ones who have lost little girls. I mean under say 12 years old. That's what happens when we "fight the enemy there" rather than "here". That's pretty sad. I must also say that by only reading about the deaths of females, which are much fewer than males on both sides, I have experienced a sensation of being overwhelmed when I've occaisionally glanced at male casualty lists. It almost seemed doable; to read about every female death, her life story, friends and family's rembembrances, which as it turns out I was unable to do this summer. But the numbers of dead males on both sides seem to me now far beyond anyone's ability to fully mourn.