January 14, 2024

Hard, cold day, following a hard, cold day. I think maybe yesterday was full of light, but it’s not to be remembered now in the evening gloom. Vivaldi on You Tube. 

Back to painting on paper. Fragile. . . but what isn’t? 

Garden of the Bears flowing. . . after the next step revealed itself while I was coming out of a dream. That is very unusual for me. 

Lord, give me what You have made me want