Oil on Linen
There must be something about the light this time of year. I feel like I can't get my paintings exactly right. Maybe it's sunlight deprivation syndrome. Too much bright white every time I look out the window. Or maybe it's color deprivation syndrome.
The spring catalogs keep landing in the mailbox with pictures of daffodils and hyacinth. So I know that spring is coming. But I see no evidence of it. So I turned to my book of quotes and found this.
Faith is a bird that feels dawn breaking and sings while it is still dark.
Spring really is coming. It's just a matter of faith.