painting in the sun

Yesterday was a dark day: grey clouds, rain and total frustration.

Today the sun woke me up before seven and I went for a morning run. Nothing felt as serious as the day before; I was here to work without any pressure to achieve anything, to just get into whatever I felt like. I moved my stuff out in the sun and painted, read and had lunch in the chilly breeze (good thing I brought that woolen sweater). Today was a good day.