I am sitting here looking at her. A painting I am afraid to finish. I look outside and I wonder where the gold and bronze has gone to, in my eyes I have replaced with grey.

She is beautiful so far, with this attitude I don't want to lift a brush to her. I am using oils on this one and on a large canvas, I can;t tell you the measurements right now because I just cut off a piece without measure. She looks French I would say.

I was dissatisfied with last nights presidential debate. Ahhhha, what liars, both of them.

I need a change. A move. Martine is leaving France for Canada, I envy her, but at the same time am extremely happy for her. She is going on a new adventure, how wonderful, I love adventure and change. Maybe I will meet up with her next year. I will have to learn french though where she is going is all french speaking. Being that I am half french it would be a good idea to learn french anyway. She has invited me to stay with her, I would very much like to do so. There is a lot of color in Canada, and a lot of artist.

Well sleep tight, where ever you are.