It's time for a fresh start. So many of us are facing trials and deaths, whether of dreams or reality, and in those conflicts there are tiny openings for new beginings. All in all I am more blessed than cursed. I am so grateful for my friends and family and for paint.
Wouldn't it be something if I never complained again? What would I paint!? Ha! There's a thought to ponder.
Tonight is the opening in Denver at the Abecedarian Gallery. I won't be able to make it... but I hope someone goes.