Thursday, February 28, 2008

It has not been a good week.  For that matter it has not been a good couple of weeks; but I keep thinking oh things will get better.  Today things are the pits.  I have been physically weak and today it tiplafied to the worst.  Art supplies arrived today; i opened the box and checked what was inside and then set the box away and hope to paint another day.  My arms and legs are like lead.  I do not understand why moving is so hard.  I read about an artist Frida Kahlo and cryed through the gallery of her paintings.  Oh mercy I understood all to well the pain she painted. I tried to paint my own self portrat of pain today.  My nose is not the correct shape.  When the painting drys i will work some more on it; when i do not know.  Hopefully I can correct the nose.  But the yellow skin looks sick and I will paint a red background.  I have three other self portraits i started on a day I felt well but have not been well enough to finish them.  I am so upset to have lived to live like this.