And about time too.

I was on the metro today, coming back from todays driver's license hassle, I have an appointment to do the test, and I am a good deal poorer, though my eyesight still seems to be wicked.....

whatever

I was on the metro, and this kid came on with a roll of paper under his arm and I looked at him, and thought that maybe I'm not an artist, that maybe it's gone, that maybe there isn't much left.

Then I got home, Youngest unwrapped her new bedsheets I'd bought her and came down with an armload of cardboard squares.

Seems there's still something in the old girl!

Thanks goodness.

Immigration series, acrylic on canvas, smallish

Oil pastel and watercolour on cardboard, smallish.

Acrylic and oil stick on paper.  bigger.

Ahhhh, I feel so much better.