Once again sidelined with health problems, I worked on this indoors of a scene I’d seen on a walk recently. While painting I listened to Leonard Cohen’s new album, one song in particular seemed to speak to, and speak for, the very core of my being
In particular:
Behold the gates of mercy
In arbitrary space
And none of us deserving
The cruelty or the grace
Oh solitude of longing
Where love has been confined
Come healing of the body
Come healing of the mind.”