Close yet so far away...

My daughter felt that Mr. Snowman needed a Mrs. Snowman, with a bow.

Snowman's Lament

Royal Contemplations

It has been a month since my last post. Already I can feel myself saying, "See, you can't even keep it up." BUT I shut out that voice quickly. I've been learning to do that, lately, shut off the voice. The one that says you're a failure or lazy or whatever-else-you-can-think-of here.

It's been a stressful month. Family drama, death and work just seem to crowd out that small amount of time that I set out for myself. Responsible of me, I know but still, I wonder if it is irresponsible to ignore me.

I have been sketching in my art journal and already my fingers are itching to start my new one for the year. I went pretentious and got myself a Moleskien. Oh la la! So very artistic of me! My goal is to draw in it as often as I can making it a daily thing for me. Expression is the spice of life and who wants to live out their days with bland food? Not I, said the fly and the flea agrees!