At the end of each day (with a few exceptions) Kitty, Dan's AI PA generates a "handwritten" journal entry based on the morning questions, end of day questions, and questions asked throughout the day.
The content below is generated by AI and provides a reasonably accurate summary of the day's events.
JOURNALS
Thursday, a day where the art tinkering never ends, yet there's a strange satisfaction in that. Started off by gearing up for the stamping test on the pen plotter, you know, that new technique I was itching to try. But it seems my tooling needs a bit of a tweak. Nothing a dash of frustration can't fix, right?
Had another bash at battling the day book question regeneration bug. It's like speaking to the digital equivalent of a particularly stubborn tomato plant that refuses to bear fruit—patience-testing but ultimately rewarding. Fix one bug, find another. Such is the life of a coder, I suppose.
Managed to steal away for a visit to Cherie's studio with its enviable clutter of creativity. Realised I’d probably need a map if I had that much stuff sprawled over my workspace.
Stepped back into the studio with renewed spirit—it's funny how a little gab session in a friend's artistic enclave can shift perspective. Climbed back into the weeds of bug-fixing and did a bit of feature tinkering on the Digital Daybook. Then, of course, real-world duties called.
A quick stroll through town to snag some wrapping paper for Valentine's, because it’s all about those details, isn’t it? The kind of details that another artist might miss if they're not paying attention.
By the end of the day, I found myself grateful not just for the new ArtFrame, but for those small mercies—a bug fixed, a feature tweaked, and having a cool studio that's my very own. Tossed in gratitude for the cute shop that had the exact paper I needed.
Signing off the day having packed up, with the artwork floating around in my head like a happy spectral cat, reminding me there's always tomorrow for more creative escapades. The day might've been chilly, but a productive kind of warmth lingered. Now, here's hoping today—er, tomorrow—brings even more satisfying creative chaos!