This was painting that I did this week for fun. I really wanted to paint like a quaint English village street corner at night complete with a cobblestones and such. No Thomas Kinkade I know but who could ever compare to that (...or who would ever want to).
So, its interesting how tragedy in life affects you. Some changes are obvious but sometimes you can't see the ways it creeps in alters you. While the death of my father has been difficult for our family, I have felt a deeper family connection grow and that connection has helped to overcome the the pain we have all borne. However, this event had an unforseen effect on my work. I became fairly apathetic and lazy about drawing and painting. So, I needed to get back at it. What better way to overcome the apathy than to capture yourself being so... That pretty much says it all.