Alas, it was a sweet dream and the divine possibilities that seemed almost tangible just a few months back have burned up amidst all the tears.
Quoi faire?
For those in fragile parts around the globe, all the usual suspects, from the Sudan to Ukraine, to the Baltic States, and now in the USA, the world looks pretty grim.
A painter, like everyone else in society, just needs to stay awake, but at the same time, they need to keep plugging away quietly at their work.
From last week when the skies had cleared came a mini series of pictures which brought me joy. Nothing earth-shattering, as they say, but I loved being out there on the dunes and I responded to the friendly skies with great happiness. With all the craziness going on everywhere, I feel grateful to be able to go out and exercise my vocation with a peaceful and quiet mind-set unlike so many around the world.
Though I wasn't impressed with it at the time, I did have the intuition to stop at an early stage and keep it as a study. Now a few day later, I like it, and see in it things I didn't initially appreciate. It was the first up from the other night as the sky was just beginning to turn. I value its simplicity, and it looks as if it could have been created with the wave of a wand.
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