Ah, new beginnings and the beautification of old ghosts.

We had a lose-my-faith-in-humanity experience several days ago, which left me feeling very disrupted. Faith is a difficult concept, not one I talk about, and especially not a concept for this blog, BUT I will say that I need to believe in the innate goodness of humankind.

So after this disruption, which actually left me feeling better about people (hooray!), I painted on this beast of a painting. It hangs in all of it's 4' x 5' glory in the living room, has been there for 5 years now (wow!) and has been reincarnated many many times. With each new face a new story. The angel-figure is not really an interesting subject, the content isn't very challenging, so perhaps it is the meditative act of working on such a large surface, but the latest appointment with this piece left me crying on Charlie's shoulder.
But boy, did I feel better, and the painting seems to be enjoying it's newest coat.