I saw this recently on the internet. I wonder who the artist is, who created this little gem.
I don't imagine Van Gogh ever sat still too long. If he'd been forced to quarantine, he'd have been fine if he'd had enough paint and canvases.
I'm jealous of a couple of my artist friends, who have been making good use their time at home, during these Covid months. I so wish I could paint... and create!
Actually. I did get out the brush (and roller) the other day. I painted the room where my computer sits, a few feet from my childhood bed. Painting the ugly walls was actually really good therapy.
Back in April, I painted my son's old bedroom. I listened to Italian language tapes... because I thought we'd still be going to Italy in October. And I smiled to think Scott and Chali would be surprised when they came for Christmas, to see the fresh walls.
Well, the kids aren't coming for Christmas and and we definitely are not going to Italy now. But this room is brighter and happier and so am I. Someday the kids will get back to this house for a visit and someday grandkids will see this little bed! That's a mighty fun thought!
I started this complaining list/blog, in May 2016. I posted 200 gripes about my breast cancer and then I was done.
On March 13, 2020, I started venting all over again, when another disease (starting with a C) interfered with my life. Only this time, it was affecting more than me. I ranted for a year, until I got my vaccine in March 2021.
Coronary Artery Disease was the reason I restarted this blog on September 26, 2021. This time it was Don who was dealing with a worry that started with the letter "C".
Coronavirus and Cancer, Coronary Artery Disease! All are evil, but none can totally get me down... if I vent! I usually end up feeling a little more positive at the end of each post!