Lazy days in Aarhus. I've not had much time to do any modelling, nor painting, of late, so not much to relate with that regard. The children take up a lot of my time and trying to manage various obligations, whilst coping with the emotional turbulence of losing my parents takes the rest. It will only be a few months until the first anniversary of my fathers death, but I'm still suffering regular bouts of grief, characterised by depression, lassitude and a general inability to concentrate on such mundane things as dates, appointments and other such obligations. Overall, I have an obscure feeling that I've lost my way and I'm wandering in fields of doubt.
Every so often I get a glimpse of who I was a year ago and I wonder how I get back to that. Perhaps the first step is in finding the way out of those fields of doubt?