My leg has shriveled up from lack of use and it will take several weeks to get my muscles, ligaments, and tendons back to par. And several to match my pre-fracture half-hour on the treadmill. But, I am liberated. I hope to regain my independence on the stairs, soon. Glenn has been so gracious about running upstairs to get this or that but I'd like to do it myself.
"Look at it this way," Glenn said on the way home. "At least you know now that you can still heal."
He's right. It did give me a boost to my confidence. Even these films which have nothing to do with my cancer provoked anxiety. It was great to pass with flying colors.
Speaking of colors-- I just finished my second watercolor.(above) It's a copy of an Edward Hopper lighthouse painting. I'm including a copy for my brother Pete. How does it compare to mother's painting? OK, so the lighthouse may keel over. Not bad for my second effort.
4 comments:
I am amazed at your ability to stay upbeat with all that's going on in your life. Friends see the strength of the brush work and the perspective comes from knowing and caring for the artist.
Ruth
I think the painting is lovely. Can't wait to see more. And happy to hear that you're doing well.
All the best, Linda
Lovely Ruth. I'm so glad you're enjoying some creative adventures. I hope your writing is also creative instead of only for work. Love, Jean Lotz
Mother was good at drawing, especially profiles. Your first watercolor is damn good! Pete
If we send you a pic of our house in Maine or something else in Maine, would you try your hand at it? In the same style as this Hopper?
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