Fulfilling, one day at a time

Some days I feel sad and lonely, some days I feel fine. 
Some days the clock just ticks too slowly and I wish away my time, 
I wish away my time... 

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Today I...

Woke up,
had my usual breakfast,
made a cottage pie,
painted a cactus (the last of my Prussian Burnt Sienna Vertical series ahem artsyfartsyfancy ahem),
assembled the chocolate oatmeal cake into a Kahlua cake a la rum baba style,
did one yoga flow,
tried (emphasis) the headstand and then the crow,
made 비빔잡채,
checked in on a friend whose plans might be impacted but sounds like she's doing well.

Today wasn't too bad at all. 

In Reverse

Looking at an expansive mountain landscape, you'll notice the furthest away are the darkest and most stark. Yet, reflecting that reality doesn't quite work in painting.

Instead, the darkest colours are saved for the ones nearest to the 'eye', with the far-offs left to fade into a smidgen of grey. And the brain understands when it sees this. Odd and fascinating, isn't it?

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I'd forgotten how cathartic it can be cutting my own hair. And so addictive too haha. Between that and trawling sites to find random gems to watch, feels like I'm back to my early teens. Strangely fun.