Mountain of Doubt - February 25, 2015

It has been a week of that, hitting a wall of doubt, sadness too, almost existential in character. Questioning, "who are you, what do you think you are doing, or not doing?"

Where does this come from? Where is it going? Are we going together? Sailing out of the picture frame, on an ocean, adrift in the air? That's about as discombobulated as it feels.

Have I sunk into a collective seam of doubt and sad or is this all mine? It somehow doesn't feel so personal. Strange ...

So, might as well paint with it while it's here and see where we go.