I don’t like to plan, so much to do. Grand aspirations only seem to disappoint. The tedious artistic attitude, dissatisfied with work. I appreciate the positives regardless of the height. Nothing competes with the feeling of creation. Something new and alive, glimpsed through the pane.
I often hear about Holiday depression. This year I seem to be feeling it. A terrible dread and sense of hopelessness. Perhaps it is a chemical thing. Maybe something to do with the sun failing to rise above the hill. I posted something regrettable last night on WordPress, I am sorry for that. I hope everyone is doing well this Holiday Season.
This is one of two paintings I am packing up. They will be shipped to Horizon Fine Art Gallery in Jackson Hole. I am thankful for all the galleries around the country that are asking for my work. It is tough making a living as a painter, galleries are one of the components I rely upon.