
Sometimes these colors can make a beautiful painting. With a little white... you can make a mist or a fog which softens and veils the dark places.
Not so - my painting today. Our house in Michigan has been on the market for a year. We have lost untold thousands on it in renovations. The bottom has dropped out of the market. And today I saw a very hopeful contract fall through. These were my dark colors. My greens and blacks. The worries of life.
You know the sinking feeling you get when the thing you feel so desperate for- falls...slowly... out of reach? Until you drop your hand and watch it vanish?
That was my day.
Now I’m looking for my half a tube of titanium white.
2 comments:
Oh I'm so sorry... I've been praying for a smooth and successful sale... maybe next week?
Thanks Bonn!
Renting seems a very nice option....
I know that God has a plan.
It's all God.
And it's all good!
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