Start painting again they said, it will be good for you they said. It will help your anxiety my therapist said.
So far my accomplishments include spending the kids college funds on supplies, hiding off camera during video classes and defending my water bowl from Stevie the cat.
A few sketches and paintings have worked out as intended, but, in the way paintings can do, a few images have turned against me. This little house in New Harmony, Indiana for example…I’ve been up nights trying to get the damn thing right. A happy little travel study has morphed into a frustrating test of my patience.
Like the end of active cancer treatment, when I “should” feel healed and happy, it’s a work in progress.