Tomorrow is ten years since we lost our son. Klara engaged me in a very complex, confusing and absurd game that went on for hours. It served its purpose of extracting me from grieving. Kids have an incredible capacity to keep one anchored in the process of living.
I also have been painting maniacally for two days but the landscape I chose is very grim, so I’m mostly covering the canvas with deep black. This might have not been the best idea but I already started and I can’t switch over to another project midway.
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