
I made a new enemy this week, and a new friend. The friend's name is Mr. Vicodin. He really helped my attitude towards my new enemy, Dr. Root Canal. You know, the one who works at the local dentist's clinic. Well, Mr. Vicodin ran out on me and I suppose that's a good thing. I was getting too used to the foggy stupor of pseudo-happiness punctuated by excruciating, throbbing head pain. After a week of writhing in pain and repenting of sins unknown to even the most acutely agitated consciences, I can almost declare myself healed and the demons of my past fully exorcised. On the fumes of euphoric psychedelia I was able build a few new cloudscapes this week. Seems these were all that really came to mind as providing enough inspiration between bouts of pill popping and waiting for the arrival of my new friend. I've been enjoying these clouds lately and wondering if it wasn't about time I got good at painting them. I'll consider that and maybe make a real artist effort to stretch a bit. To that end I have added another couple of new colors to my palette...and retired a couple of others.

4 comments:
oh man Bill! This painting is absolutely gorgeous. Your paintings eye candy!
Also, my husband and I are praying for your friend Dan and his wife Ana.
As we read that, it just punches you in the stomach. I just can't even imagine what they
are feeling.
Please let us know if you hear any news? Anni
BEAUTIFUL WORK!!!!!!!
Wow! Your clouds remind me of clouds I saw in Rome, Italy. Something about the pinks in the clouds against the blue sky. Your artwork takes me back to that magical city.
You do such beautiful work! I'm so glad to "meet" another artist!
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