The good news is that I am well into working on a painting I was commissioned to do for one of my mother's close friends. It is very large, and at the moment, my arms are very tired from reaching up to the canvas. Since she knows very little about painting, she gave me few restrictions. Her words exactly: "Paint something abstract, something treelike, with lots of intense colors". Although that is completely opposite of my usual drawn ornate Victorian interiors, I am happily working in her direction. I'm excited about it because I now feel life slowly breathing back into me. I wished for rest and relaxation over my summer and I quickly became restless. I am now anxious to get back to New York and be overwhelmed by classes. Being stressed out seems to suit me.
I can't think of much else in my life, or much else I am capable of sharing but pictures will soon be on the way!!
