It’s an uphill battle


This painting is another in a series of small walnut ink paintings I made for my friend Doug Rees. It’s from a larger painting I created one sleepless night while in the midst of a self-pity party. Felt like everything in life was just one big heavy bundle that I was trying to tote up a steep and barren hillside.

One of the things I hate about getting older is that things don’t seem to get easier—life is full of burdens, griefs, and sadness that you have to continually carry around with you, and the climb is steadily uphill.

But I suppose the view from high on the rocky mountain of existence takes in many things.  The bundle of the old woman’s back also carries treasures and trinkets of joy.