Thanksgiving is this next week and my house is a total disaster. Rather than start cleaning, I started printing & making a larger mess. It had been several weeks since last working on this block and I determined that wasn’t good. Especially after I started cutting away more. But other art projects needed my attention and then there was the mental anguish of putting down a beloved bird friend of over 20 years. Life with only 2 cockatiels? I never would have imagined it last year at this time. Illness and ultimately cancer diagnosis sealed his fate. He lived a grand life. Monday we find out the cancer level in with my father-in-law. Esophageal cancer. Really? Life sure moves in mysterious ways.
Time for more art & cleaning therapy!