So, I have been on house arrest for seven weeks and it's made me almost crazy with restlessness. I am physically pretty active, as much (if not more) for my mental as my physical health, so when I developed a wicked case of plantar fasciitis in February I thought I was going to lose my mind. Spring is traditionally the time of year I lose my mind anyway, and taking away my most successful coping mechanism (exercise) felt like a death sentence. Hyperbole aside, it's been a long stretch but I have not wasted it. I am now a self-educated 'expert' in bio-mechanics of the foot -- and my wallet is a little lighter because of it, heh.
While comparing/contrasting suicide strategies (am I overstating my case yet? :)) I have also been painting small (11" x 14") landscapes in oil, based on photos I've taken this winter. Pretty good therapy once I got over myself and decided that every painting need not be a masterpiece of style, drama and je ne sais quoi. Solid little landscapes are honest and worthwhile in their own right. These are all studies in the interesting atmospheric conditions, muted tones and filtered light of winter on the west coast, from the Fraser Valley up to Whistler. Feedback welcomed.