I don't normally talk about life outside of my artwork in this chatfest, but once in awhile I have some special news that affects all of my life, including my creativity. This is one of those times. My father, who is 89, fell about 8 weeks ago and broke his hip. His recovery has been touch and go, including talk of funeral homes, hospice care, and my father never walking again. Well, yesterday (with help) he got out of bed and walked for the first time since his operation. And he kept walking. Two walks at 30 feet apiece. Essentially, two first downs. Way to go, Dad.