I’ve had one of those weeks.
The kind where everything seems pointless, you know?
Everything is over-whelming and just too hard.
The challenge this week was hosted by Lisa Wright.
Roald Dahl. I remember reading his books and poetry to my kids when they were small.
I never connected with his stories, even as a child.
No Willy Wonka or James in the Giant Peach for me.
Nothing against Roald Dahl,
I also never liked The Wizard of Oz or A Wrinkle in Time.
I much preferred stories of struggle.
Of real life.
Little House on the Prairie or biographies.
But I knew I would have to do something for the challenge…
I remembered reading poems by Dahl to my kids,
and remembered a poem about imagination.
So I did a page in my personal Art Journal.
I didn’t get to PPF this week.
Every moment I had, I was putting energy into my new,
It was just so gray and cold and rainy this week,
I didn’t take pictures.
And my camera will only take 10 at a time.
And my heart wasn’t in it.
self portrait without gray sweater
But Monday is a new week,
The Sun will come out Tomorrow.
I am going to be better.
I am so sick of wearing my gray, fuzzy sweater…