I have confirmed to myself once again that it is better to be engaged with something even if it is not a constant source of pleasure than to drift aimlessly through life. I seemed to have suffered a very mild form of artists block lasting two weeks. This is hardly a crisis. I am back on board my stella trajectory with all my delusions fully intact. Better to live the life of a fantasist than a realist, that way there is always hope. In terms of my painting I am still drifting but the fact that I am questioning and persisting with it is a positive.
View across a field. Day 2