Perhaps in response to the snow outside my window that has not melted in the below freezing temperatures we've had for weeks, I have been painting with darker colors. Ice, cold, and a desire to hibernate have expressed themselves in these canvases of muted colors and sometimes cave-like shapes.
Triangle Pose
Icicle Pose
Hope
Why name a somber painting of muted reds, oranges and rusts "Hope"? Because hope is what comes out of the darkness, and when you are bipolar like I am, the muted mood of depression and anxiety will not last forever. In the down mood is the hope that UP will arrive soon.
