Awoke early and then allowed the whole body just to fall back to sleep again. The general feeling of depression will not let go now, not today. Last evening was strange, there was no knowing where things would end. Then they just petered out and stopped. That was last night, and tomorrow will be no better. It is six minutes past midnight.
The day was marked by the failure of the pictures to work as expected. There will be nothing for itbut to try again tomorrow. Perhaps things will be better then.
The artist's studio is quiet, and probably the only sensible thing to do now is to just go home.
The photos of the small sculptures are simply very difficult to do.
Tomorrows post will be written later today.
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