weeping may endure for a night, but joy [cometh] in the morning.
Psalm 30:5
Regret is a bottomless pit, isn't it? Slowly I scale the walls of this pit, escaping from its Payne's Grey shadows. On my ascent all I see is the deepest Prussian Blue.
It's the color of night.
I remind myself that the night doesn't last forever.
Weeping may endure for a night
acrylic and watercolor on cardboard
12" x 16"
2010
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