Since it was a gloomy evening with one of my favorite forecasts- “a cold wintry mix”, I stayed in and tried my hands on something quite low tech. Raiding Maria’s art drawer, I found some books and oil painting paraphernelia and thought why not. It was a better than sulking over the Giants disappointing loss to the Eagles.
Spending a couple of hours playing with paints, colors, and brush strokes was quite relaxing. I can’t remember the last time I painted and it made me feel like a kid again. I will definitely try to do more of it if I can.