There is only one day left, always starting over: It is given to us at dawn and taken away from us at dusk.
I finally finished a piece that has caused me a great deal of angst, then joy. Work on this canvass has been ongoing for over a year. It has been reworked at least three times. Translation: I have said “I hate this!” at least three times. That is the wonderful thing about exploring creative outlets. It is called Woods.
An animation just for fun: