I was making a few Easter cards today... feeling crafty, slightly frustrated, and stuck. I did some paint, then collage, then more paint, then pen, all of it a ruse to cover the fact that my eight year old niece could do better... Eliza could probably, in one swift swipe, capture the joy and suffering of this particular season.
I hope time and perseverance will make things easier. I feel as though I have rubber fingers and lots of piles of this and that to deal with... nothing shines out loud, and nothing moves me.
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