[ Nature never did betray the heart that loved her. ] - W. Wordsworth.
This mighty elk was a hard fought battle. I think he would get that. I think he would appreciate the fierceness because it has got to be tough surviving in nature. Sleeping outside in the arctic. Running from wolves. Carrying that rack on his head. My heart goes out to him and his disappearing landscape. Nature moves + inspires me...
This painting was a hard fought for me because my body is a bit of a mess. My hands don't want to hold brushes. My thumbs won't bend. My finger tips are beyond pained. My wrists, elbows, knees and feet are aching and swollen. And I'm not here to complain - but I had no idea what kind of toll this kind of thing would take on my mind. So, yes. This was a hard fought battle and it's not done. There are words coming for the bottom right corner to encapsulate + remind me that this one was hard, but I did it.
Things will change around here in terms of how I share images + things. You may have already noticed the small website watermark that is appearing. It's lame. But, not as lame as finding my work in sketchy places on the internet and definitely not as lame as hearing the ten-times-more-lame phrase "if you put it on the internet it's free for the world to take". What a pile of donkey poop (a post for another day!).
Today: the chiropractor is going to be working over my back (and my hands!). We've got a parent-teacher-interview. I'm heading to the US to mail a couple of things. And then I'm going on a dinner and a hockey game date with my person, Dan! Perfect way to kick off an early spring weekend. OH. And guess who came home last night? The Canadian geese. So early. Welcome home!
Rock the weekend. GO!