Bitter ...

It was a bad weekend. Bad bad weekend. I was able to get a little bit of sketching done, as well as a small watercolor. Although the latter has been getting some praise from family and friends, I still don't see anything special or even likeable about it. But it was Sunday's attempt that led to soul-eating bitterness. I was disgusted with myself before it was finished. In fact, it will never be finished. I left it up on the easel, so I can walk by it everyday and remember how pathetic I am.