I was away from the studio all day, and all day I was just itching to get back. My head is weary with funeral plans and whatnot. A friend and I will be playing a song he wrote after the service commemorating his passion for music. It’s going to be an intimate moment. My fingers are pretty raw and sore from practice, but I am still planning on spending a few hours working on this painting. 

This is where I left it off last night. I don’t think that I will be posting much of my process after tonight. I just feel that the process needs to be private. Already, I can tell that its going to be difficult. I have to confront parts of my body that I hate, and I have to do so lovingly and tenderly. Sam mentioned that I reconcile with myself in a lot of my work. I’m beginning to see that even more every day.