Can't do it

I can't submit my painting. It's called 'Omni Birth'. I can't show this to people and go, look at me, I'm the big artist. My writing is a different story. I'd drop samples of that over the city from an airplane if I thought it would work. Speaking of writing, it turns out my so called agent is so full of shit her eyes are brown regarding me getting published through her. I've found another one who seems much more legitimate. That lit crowd are a lot sharkier than I thought. The process of attempting to get published or sold has lost the romance for me. It feels very much like commerce. This isn't about money for me. Having access to a free attorney sure helps in these circumstances. You can instigate legal proceedings with someone for the sole purpose of completely draining their financial resources. Win or lose it costs them a fortune in time and cash.
I went over to West Van to watch the sunset yesterday evening. Absolutely stunning to see. The sun makes that line across the water just as it comes down to the horizon. There were a few kayakers out for an evening (not sure what you call kayaking except kayaking). A seal came along to check them out for a few minutes.