Artistically, I see nothing but question marks. I want to have a clear plan, a path to follow and mark my progress, but alas, it evades me.
I looked through my posts from last year, and picked out my favorite pieces, hoping against hope that they will tell me where I am headed.
Really thin paint?
Or does it really matter?
All this thinking is making my head hurt!
I am happy I found this many pieces, from last year, that speak to ME. I am happy with them which makes me happy with me.
Maybe 2020 will find me treading the straight and narrow.....but somehow, I don't think so.
Thank you all, for joining me on my crazy, unplanned journey!