Sparrow, 6×6, oil on gessoboard, $75 Buy Now
Today is the first day I thought my thirty in thirty challenge would become a twenty-nine in thirty. Day 21, and I just couldn’t seem to get it done. Ezra, who naps for at least two hours every day, decided he did not want to nap today. Little things make me abandon the abundant and overwhelming hope I experience days, even moments before a minor roadblock. Bird painting calms me. I had help today. My mom read to Ezra, calmed him, finally settled him down into his nap while I drank coffee, dried my tears, set out to paint the birds who neither reap nor sow nor store away into barns and yet are fed. Am I not more valuable than they?
Okay. Time to let go a little. To ease myself into the abundant help available to me when I just need a break. Stress is for the birds.
This one in progress: