“We must learn to reawaken and keep ourselves awake, not by mechanical aids, but by an infinite expectation of the dawn, which does not forsake us in our soundest sleep. I know of no more encouraging fact than the unquestionable ability of man to elevate his life by a conscious endeavor. It is something to be able to paint a particular picture, or to carve a statue, and so to make a few objects beautiful; but it is far more glorious to carve and paint the very atmosphere and medium through which we look, which morally we can do. To affect the quality of the day, that is the highest of arts.” — Henry David Thoreau, Walden
A friend asked me if I’d create a card for her mom, who has been unwell of late. Her mom enjoys painting, and animals, so I just combined the two.
I’m posting this on a day when various events, personal and public, make “in the bleak midwinter” seem much more literal than the title of a poem; not to descend into utter bathos, but I’m hoping this little picture can serve as a reminder that every day is a new day, and even if solving big problems seems impossible, maybe creating small beautiful things, tangible or intangible, with love, can help a little.
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