It's been a while since I've been painting, I feel... well really tired to tell you the truth. I broke my right arm, so... I really can't paint of do any art... My doctor said that the way I broke my arm, I messed up the muscles to my hand so I won't ever be able to paint with my right hand again. I cried a lot that night. But I am detirmined to paint again, it is a separate world for me, one in which I really am consoled. It's like other people and reading, writing, ect. Religion is the opiate for the masses, painting was my opiate.

I don't want any sympathy, I'll be okay.

Left hand, be prepared to work.

So...

My quality of work just dropped.

I might upload some of the paintings I did before I broke my arm, but I probably won't. They upset me too much...