Seems like the world is a troubled place anymore, whether you look at
it in a micro or macrocosm. There are days when I can brush it off and
forge on, but there are days, and sometimes longer, that the weight
seems harder to handle. Everywhere you look, there's something happening
that causes strife and stress. So where do you go, what do you do to
escape the madness? I have found my release in my art. It's not always
the perfect panacea, but it's a world I create, that I have somewhat a
measure of control over. Been a rough stretch of time for me lately, and
what I see and know that's coming concerns me- so I have paint, brushes
and canvases lined up as my fighting front line. I've chosen "Deep in
it" for today, full of the depths and eddy's that can hide rip tides.
Got to be strong to not be swept away.