If I could say I was incredibly busy doing amazing and creative things, I would forgive myself. But this long, cold, cold, snowy, cold, miserable (did I mention cold), winter had me in a funk. So I am blogging about Valentine’s day now that my hands have thawed.
In spite of my funk, I am not among the many (based on social media rants) who hate Valentine’s Day. I love it. Not just in the romantic sense, although I feel fortunate to have that (with a liberal definition of the word romantic - and sense), but the whole shebang.
As will come as no surprise to my regular readers, I love hearts, for starters. And the color red. And the color pink. I also love flowers, and chocolate, and dining out. And I love the opportunity to surprise a friend with a little valentine that tells them I appreciate them -- Surprise, my friends – they are still sitting on my art table, undelivered. But unlike a Christmas card in January, I think A valentine in March (or May) is just fine. Right?
Now that I’ve dragged myself out of the winter doldrums, I AM busy sketching again these days, and I DO have a new class in the works (these are totally unrelated, by the way). I will have photos and sign up info by the weekend, so stay tuned. … Peace and love, friends.