I have composed a little limerick just for your enjoyment. I am sure it is a prize-winning limerick.
There once was a girl
with a little curl (cowlick)
on either side of her forehead.
Her eyebrows were crooked
and her smile and her ears,
and her swollen ankles were horrid.
But she got herself dressed
and to the mirror confessed
the effect wasn't actually too frightful.
She just tossed on a cardigan
over her dress and declared herself
I have not been dressed for the past few days now. Mostly I have been sleeping but I have gotten up to get food and found that I had a few good hours a day and could paint. Then I collapse back into bed. So there are no exciting outfit photos to share and instead I bring you a pretty blue anemone on my windowsill. And some of my art work. Do you recognise this person?
I am always a bit suspicious of quotations found on the internet. Some are definitely not authentic and I have not verified these quotes attributed to Van Gogh. I love Van Gogh's work and am saddened by his suffering. I am glad that art consoled him when he felt broken but I have to amend this idea: Art helps prevent life from breaking you. Find your art.