In the middle of the night
During dinner at Vicki's house tonight, Sara called. Now, Sara is doing her clinical at the hospital and she was on her way home with a story to tell. I excused myself from the table because I know that hospital stories all concern either blood, pee or poop. It is just a given. All this is new to Sara because it is not all injuries on a playing field; I believe that she is going to be a very good nurse. She has a good heart without being soft about things. I won't share the story - it was about one of the major three, though.
Here is the painting I am working on now. This was taken a few minutes ago in the dark kitchen so it looks a little dark but you get the idea. I am not sure how I will resolve it but it has been interesting to work on so far. Maybe some pink? Maybe not. I do think that the green needs to be smoothed out a little but I am not sure about how I can do that. I am not even sure which way is up. That is the way it is with beginning paintings when you don't have a "picture". Lots of questions. I have to make up the answers as I go.
All is well,