I realized over the weekend that I've been depressed for weeks but hiding it from myself and everyone around me. No one wants to hear about it, except perhaps my therapist, but I didn't even mention it to her. In fact, when I told my sister about it this morning she said, "Couldn't you continue hiding it for awhile?" She was kidding, but really, it's just a downer for everyone, especially when nothing can be done about it.
I finally ordered new stretched canvases to paint on, but meanwhile, I'm still using the watercolor blocks I had in the studio. Here's today's contemporary art on paper:
Ice Rink Encounter, 24" x 18" on paper
