My friend (@serialcatter on Instagram) took this beautiful picture of my spirit bird with the waxing moon. It really spoke to me. That moon has been affecting me today. It’s got me under its spell! The more it grows, the more I sink into my various states of anxiety.
This morning I was having trouble painting a cup of coffee and it made me doubt everything. Confession: Each time I don’t like a painting I make I overreact and become convinced I’m losing my skills. For good measure I also fretted about losing my looks, my charm, and many other things. The friends who came to Open Studios at the Chrysalis helped me laugh this off. I know, of course that it’s all because of the moon. But sometimes knowing it only helps so much.