my son who is four has a recent fear that i’m going to lose him
or that he is going to lose me, i’m not sure which
but today as i was returning something to the neighbor
he was running full speed in a panic to catch up to me
as i turned to look at him and tell him to slow down
he wiped out on the gravel drive
i focused on his knees and hands as he stood up
they were scraped with dirt, but no blood
then he looked up at me half crying
and all i could see was a face covered with blood streams
i could see that the source of the blood was from a wound on the forehead
i took a deep breath and quietly walked him inside
grabbing the closest dish towel, i cleared away all of the blood without him knowing
there was just a tiny little puncture wound on his forehead
i said, very cheerily, “we need a band-aid!”
and he instanly smiled and ran to the bathroom
now, a few hours later, i’m very proud of myself for not flipping out
in the past the sight of blood has made me scream,
and i have even come close to passing out

now, not to sound like angelina jolie…

but i’ve been admiring this beautiful red color on my palette
i use traces of it in the skin tones of my figures
it really has a depth to it
…very much like blood
i decided to play around with it a little on a striped sock study

“thoughts in red and yellow”
16″ x 20″ (fresco)

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