30 July 2021

 

     I have begun to transfer my maquette to canvas.  After further thought, I  believe I will be able to use my maquette as a road map to color and value in the finished piece while adopting Braque's Impressionistic brush strokes.

     I am excited to see how this comes together.

     The maquette, I am pretty sure, will go to Prisoner Express, while the painting will go to the Portrait Society.

     I ran a really good mile this morning.  The red blood cell count seems to be up. 

     The right calf is tight.  I am still getting cramping issues.

     My urine was brown when I woke up this morning.  Never seeing urine that color, and knowing I had a medical appointment, I saved it.

     I have a urinary tract infection.

     I am fine, but it is always, "Okay, what is next?" And next is coming.

     Considering I expected to be dead already, I am doing darn good.  I do not have any pain, nor do I feel sick.  I was thinking this morning, based on the timeline I was dealing with in the fall of 2019, I might be alive for Christmas this year.

     I ran another five miles tonight, before listening to the Brewers' and Braves' baseball game on the radio.