July 14, 2007 Day 86
I am definitely depressed, but not sure exactly how I got here. There were signs the last few days when I had all I could do to control my irritability with Adrian. He's the first one to suffer when I'm feeling down.
Painting was awful today, and the drawing wasn't much better. I made a rule for myself that I had to use only the Pitt brush pens, and that led to a muddled mess. I like to make strong lines, pressing down on the paper, and you just can't do that with a fine brush! I guess this means I will stick to the Zigg calligraphy pens in the future.
Drawing #87 14" x 11"
At the end of yesterday's painting session, I had liked the canvas I was working on, but this morning I could see few redeeming features in it. So I applied paint. And more paint. I scraped off paint. I applied more paint. I got nowhere and finally quit for the day.
I don't know what to do about my mood. I am really pissed off at Owen, who says "I'll be there when I get there." I am irritable, paranoid, and sure that no good will come of anything.
(Note: There is a gap between the dates I'm writing and posting because I had to give myself time to get ahead in case we travel and I'm not able to post.)
