sit a spell

after Matisse

stolen view

As the new house reared up next door,

I watched my view up and disappear.

Nothing left now but a memory.

So I painted over my in-progress landscape
with a house.
It looks awful, too.

tangerine man

Happy Friday.

meanwhile

I noticed on my stats page

 that this blog is close to flat-lining.

I am still here, painting away.

And always sketching.

I know... it would help to post.