The stack of squares is now accomplished, but not without some revelations. I for the life of me can not paint a straight line, okay I can live with that. Mom will have to live with that too, no problem I am sure. My hand trembles and cramps from the grip I have to use to hold such a small brush. I am told it could get better, I don’t have much strength back yet. Steven keeps reminding me it has only been a few months since the cast came off. Okay, this is where the patience, persistence, and perspective mantra come in to play.
These are really turning out just as I envisioned them! There are always imperfections in creative endeavors, I just have to learn to embrace them. Onwards and upwards we go. The stack of rectangles awaits me………….. Cyn