Take a deep breath and paint. That's what I did this morning. I'm not totally happy with the results but they are leading me to how to do my projected painting of the Rock River at flood tide. I'm looking at it as practice for what I really want.

Painting spurs me on, keeps me interested in life. I love to admire others' work, and I love to paint my own even when I'm not feeling adequate (whatever that means). So when a painting doesn't come out the way I had planned I put it away - unless the plan was flawed and the painting is a nice surprise. The point is to paint or at least sketch everyday. There are fifteen minutes in the busiest of days to devote to my art/craft.