I am back in Mexico now. Exhausted but glad to be home again. Olive, the kitty, wouldn't let me sleep last night because she had to get in as much loving as possible. She was at my head, purring and kneading my neck from one a.m. until four a.m. I feel guilty for leaving her so long. I guess she thought I was never coming back.
I inherited my ex husband's computer art work and this time I brought all the disks home with me. I didn't have the courage to look at any of them until now, a year after his suicide. These are very dark drawings. But there is still hope if you look closely enough. I believe that he was a mystic. A disillusioned mystic.
This drawing is the lightest one I have found so far. They have over 6000 pixels and I couldn't get them onto my site. But finally I managed to cut down the pixels. I know that makes the work not as detailed or interesting but it is the only way I could put them on and I really want to share his work with the world. (Carlos, if there is life on the other side and if you are at all interested in this, please forgive me for butchering them but was either that or nothing at all.)
What I am thinking of doing is putting one on before every Morning Thoughts. It would become a marriage of both our creative efforts and, I hope, a better marriage than the one we had in real life. (I miss you Carlos Valdez!)