This is a more recent drawing I did of my granddaughter, Christine. It scanned in a bit darker than the actual drawing.
It's been a hectic and stressful few months. Mom has been in and out of the hospital. On July 31st, she finally got a pacemaker. Hopefully, she will work very hard at the care facility to regain her strength and energy and be able to return home soon. I found out on July 28th that an artist friend of 55 years had committed suicide. I hadn't seen Gary in over 20 years, but it hit me very hard. I couldn't help but think about his elderly Mom, his children, his sister and brother, and all the friends he left behind. I was so very angry for several days. Now, I'm just so sad that he was in such a dark place and felt that death was his only way out.
It is a daily battle right now with my depression. I've been spiraling downward for such a long time. I think I'm finally on the crawl back upward. Hurray! So much stress with Mom and Dad and their health issues, trying to figure out my "place" and what I can and can not do for them, and just trying to get back into some kind of "art" time routine.
Big Squishy Hugs!
