Truth: my studio is filled with the smells of roasting coffee beans from the next door alley-neighbor coffee shop. It fills my senses in the best possible ways. Day #4 in the studio doing “real work.” Small miracles and baby steps. Working on a few very small canvases to get started. Blessings in the form of breathing and peaceful light. 

1. 2. 3. Begin anywhere.

The old radiator ticks warmth against a coldness outside. I love you, Carl. You are bright.

{originally published Feb 2, 2015}