I thought my inbox would be full of worried and questioning messages by now. Well, I didn’t really, but I thought there would be a couple of comments noting this is the first of July.

So, in short: everything annoys me immensely these days (for reasons obvious to whoever reads this blog with a bit of attention), but the calendar has been annoying me particularly for a few months. So it all boils down to a question: Why force myself to go on? Well, there it is, I haven’t got any good reason. Besides, I did six months, it sounds complete enough, it’s a half-year, so it was just a half-calendar. Six months means twelve to eighteen days spent working on those pictures, all of which scattered over several months, and for a Garoo that’s no small accomplishment.

In retrospect, the April 1st post was a bit of a premonition. But I already knew that when I wrote it — I knew it was likely to happen even before I started.

My apologies to those who were planned to be the next months (the whole year was almost booked), and my apologies to the past models, who end up having unwillingly participated in an incomplete calendar.