This is an old painting. Pretty much everything over the last YEAR has been AWFUL.
It's SO depressing.
This is how I feel about painting and drawing. I do keep trying but really the results are so dispiriting that I fear heading to the easel.
I even bought a programme to draw on the iPad - Procreate. Fortunately it was only £8:99. I can't manage that either.
In fact, it's too depressing to write about.
Everything is depressing.
Well, I made a really tasty vegetable casserole thing today - to feed myself for the next three or four days.
I spoke to my brother and sister-in-law last night and that's always good.
Three things... I must find another... no, another two as the brother thing was yesterday.
Ah, two crows separately landed about five feet from me. They loved being buffeted by the wind and wheeling above.
And....fuck it.
No, wait... the lunch also tasted good. Salad.
That's something.
Oh that raven of yours looks like a stained glass window and Poe sure could write a super depressing poem. The crows are getting closer. I love when they wheel around on a windy day.