This journal entry from my father is such a personal story of an artist’s discouragement; it is from the artist journal of my late father. This is poignant for me as it echoes the places I enter in my own work; that struggle for vision.
Dyeing
Creating the Color Yellow
When Spring arrives, my thoughts turn more and more to the colors outside, rather than the deep memory colors from midwinter. The sun, the spring
Carol
March 12, 2024
