In a rush I remembered, vividly, something I regret from over 30 years ago. A petty childhood cruelty with no reason behind it.
I see no way to make amends at this point- it was more a sin in thought than a sin in deed- but still it troubles me.
At times like this I sort of wish I was Catholic and could seek absolution.
I’m not, and I can’t. Instead, I post this little painting.
“Pea-Hen’s Idée Fixe,” 6″ x 6″, oil on linen.
Paint Fumes 