That was a long dry spell.

For the last six months I have considered giving up on having art of my own. Life would be a bit simpler if I removed this expectation from myself of having to create stuff. I still kept a sketchbook, but I did not give myself permission to use my time to pursue my own artistic interests. So far my summer has been lots of dishes and laundry and gardening and walks and visiting people and reading and doing puzzles. Those are all good things to do. I realized the other day that it is not enough. I need to have a project that energizes me. So far I do not know exactly what my next project will be, but it will not come to me unless I start showing up at the canvas or watercolor paper. Here are a few images I created recently.