November 2, 2011 § 2 Comments
I did it. I didn’t want to do it, but I did it. I threw a slab of bacon into a pan this morning, and stood over it, deeply inhaling the fatty, greasy bacon smells as it became dark and crispy. Then I added eggs and generously topped white bread pieces with cheese, and now I am guiltily grinning for devouring such an American breakfast with almost reckless zest.
Then I did a dainty watercolor painting to balance out the heaviness of morning meals.
An Ancona dancer putting on her ballet shoes. Sienna and blue watercolor, then a few strokes with a black colored pencil on top of that.
Man, I miss dancing. A lot.