And there goes another month. Phew! I've got a good-sized logjam to clear: a couple of big pieces to finish up and some other assorted sketches to put out. One of the really frustrating things about Long Covid - there are many - is that a flareup could hit during a creative spurt - it don't care - and then the work in progress sits while you drift downstream in a funk, and then when you finally re-emerge from the soup you're a different person, looking at the work fresh. How to wrap it up and stay true?
That and the cold: some brisk, fresh, cool air is good for thinking, but too cold and you're more focused on getting that wood chopped and that fire lit and just getting comfortable again. Spending the tail end of the winter in the Pacific Northwest, watching the birds start to file in again as the snow melts. Oh well, it's all good.
I've got more material to put out when I'm capable. Till then, I can do some pictures at least. Watching the winter go.
