Kaya on the Washougal 12 x 14.5
It's been over a month without a post, and there has been little painting going on in my studio as I focus on other things this summer. 2020 has proven to be one bad hombre, and I cringe when I imagine how badly it could end if our democracy is truly threatened by the despot now mangling our federal government. How can so many people let their emotions blind them to his many crimes and defects? They seem to have an excuse to cover everything, but beneath it all seems to be a deep fear of a conspiracy against them. Please, people, own up to your duty to perform your civic role in a civil way.
But for now we simply must wait out the fires that are raging all around. The smoke is so thick where I live that I can't see the lake out my window. It is punishing to go outside and breathe that air. Perhaps the rain coming this week will tamp down the flames. I wish the same could be said for the flames of anger and outrage that have consumed our country.
Along the Washougal
