It's been a busy weekend, and I've been busy with so many different parts of my life that some things have just slid off- like for example, I take the dogs for a walk every morning and the other morning I couldn't find their usual leashes, so I used other ones, and on our return up the alley I found the missing ones lying on the ground. I'd left them there after our last walk, and totally forgot about them. It's been like that a lot.
My poor brain.
And this is a painting from March, and I didn't actually forget it, but I just didn't think about it much, but I still love it. It is so deep- there's distance in it. I like that.