I had been struggling all day to get something to work, anything, with paint today. I was painting tuna cans, pretty flowers, buildings. It was all crap. I was feeling blocked. Went for a walk with Huck. Returned and put on Neil. I haven't had music on as much as NPR lately, and it was definately a jolt. The words and music of Neil Young always touch chords that are just under my surface. This piece came out pretty fast. It really touches me. Old man feeding cardinals, a sight I miss.
