I Am Very Depressed And Deeply Disgusted

Zaandam Has Enough To Paint For A Lifetime.

I'm Continuing To Work Hard, Not Without Periods Of Discouragement, But My Strength Comes Back Again.

I'm Not Performing Miracles, I'm Using Up And Wasting A Lot Of Paint.

Gardening Was Something I Learned In My Youth When I Was Unhappy. I Perhaps Owe Having Become A Painter To Flowers.

These Landscapes Of Water And Reflections Have Become An Obsession. It's Quite Beyond My Powers At My Age, And Yet I Want To Succeed In Expressing What I Feel.