Sunny Saterday, will make a long day of work.
I'm solving the colour issue by discovering the possible shades of white. It's a struggle and so is the space I work in, but they're both pushing my technical skills.
I am a proud warrior again.
My body, aware of its transparency, is directing me to work steady without too much distraction, although I already dropped some hot tea on my left fingers.
In the mean time I hear children play on the green hill.
And I dream of a peaceful ocean somewhere far away.
Griet