Armchair Musings 2016. I

Not that I have all that much to complain about, because in the grand scheme of things, I am much more fortunate than so many others.  But given that I spend a huge part of my waking life trapped in a cubicle, I couldn't help but feel a gnawing sense of existential numb.  This couldn't be all there is, could it?

This past Monday, I took the day off to run errands; maintenance service for the car, and groceries.  The service center loaned me a vehicle to use and I took advantage of the free time.  Off the cuff, I wound up in Deception Pass, down through Whidbey Island and then back.  Here are pictures:

As previously stated, nothing much to really complain about.

New Art, February 2016

Scene From State Route 98 near Kaibito, AZ

 Central Washington Farmlands and Crows

Shadows Seen When I'm Out Running After Work 

The tones that decorate my palette had always, subconsciously (I think), matched the climate of wherever I found myself to be.  This winter, and all preceding, was no exception.