Sorry there are not any new pics....I even bore myself lately. A few weeks ago I broke my foot. We are always reading about artists not working for months due to illness, money problems, having children etc. However as an artist--I have realized it's not the injury--it's the loss of independence. Anyone who pursues a passion--no matter what the practice is--is going to have a certain amount of independence to them. Some more than others. I have always thrived on the thought of being able to paint in bad times...bad weather, bad relationships, no money..that my work would always be there when nothing else was/is. But it never occurred to me that I could be too sick to go down those stairs to get to my tubes of paint, or not to be able to live in my own home where my freshly stretched canvas await me. In real life as a sick person you can relate to people about things like not being about to carry hot cups of tea, or getting stuck in doors with crutches.....but how can you express the fear/anxiety of not being able to do what you do? Frida Kahlo did it, Mattisse cut out shapes towards the end of his life while in bed, Monet struggled to get out of bed, and Van Gogh--well we all know what Van Gogh did while ill. I am lucky I will be better soon and the only thing that will be on my mind when I am well is Colour.....so everyone out there it IS all I think about! Sorry!!!!