Feeling my Way

I am grateful to be at home for a few days. Grateful to be with Dave. Grateful to be with my tutorial students. Grateful that our front-yard maple tree lights much of our home with a warm yellow-orange glow of reflected sunlight.

I am mostly feelings today. I have few thoughts.

I cry.

I laugh.

I flood with memories.

I do small concrete manageable tasks that come to my attention, bypass tasks that might need initiative or self-discipline.

I paint for a few minutes.

My hands have a need to move paint across a canvas after a week of using colored pencils, pastels, and ink pens. I reach for a 12x16" canvas, the largest support I've used in months. I grab a palette knife and dive in.

I spread a bright red underlayer on my canvas.

Enough for today.

saying goodbye 1, 10/26/15
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