Some days you just need to be kind to yourself. This is one of those days. The painting I'm working on of my son has turned into something I want to stuff under the bed.... I can't get his eyes right. I'll put a blindfold on it.... or perhaps on me. Sigh...
Mama said there'd be days like this. All it means is that by this time tomorrow I'll have a fresh perspective on things. Paint is one thing you can change in a hurry. Attitudes sometimes take a little more time. I think I'll invent a paint for fixing attitudes.
In the meantime, if you haven't caught up on this last week's worth of blogs.... take a minute now and read. I added some new tunezzzz just for you. I'm going to take a cat nap. Opie Taylor always tells me a nap can make you happy after a few winks.
Here's a big hug to Leia, my step-daughter, Scott, her husband, and Devin, my budding artist and grandson. Their little dog, "Boss" was hit by a car over the weekend. I know Boss is dancing in heaven. And forever in their hearts.
Oh, I see it better now that I've enlarged it. He's not REALLY balancing a pack atop his nose.
ReplyDeletesure that painting will turn out right
ReplyDeleteHi Snowbrush... Yes, it does look like he was balancing the backpack on his nose. He was a sweet pup, and he loved to twirl on his hind legs. Devin drew a picture of him sleeping with hearts flowing over his body.
ReplyDeleteThank you Steve. I think I approached painting his face already nervous... I took a long kayak ride on the lake after I blogged my frustration and relaxed about it. It's fixable. I just need to remember to have fun with it. Thanks for the encouragement!
Oh, the ending of your post got me off guard. How tragic for the family, especially for your grandson. What a cutie pie he is.
ReplyDeleteYou are so kind to comment about this, and show concern for my family. I can (now) see it was a bumpy transition. My apologies for catching you off guard. Thank you, Nancy, for stopping by.
ReplyDeleteI love you Lille!
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