I literally had placed the second brushstroke on a canvas, when life butted its head into my plans for the day. There was no workaround except to accept and let go of art until tomorrow. But, all day I felt anticipation frustration. There are times when I don't know what to paint, or how to paint or even why I want to paint. I find myself doing anything but paint. I've been known to count chocolate chips. Those days have a pain all their own. But today I was bursting to go hammer and tongs to work through some paintings with issues. Design issues. I felt the frustration of not painting ... all ... day ... long. I wanted to kick life in the teeth. I will paint tomorrow. The flame is still burning.
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