Sorry, I’m Bad With Faces

And other moments from a blurry life

A woman in a black bra, holding a purple crystal, with a blurry face

If I could paint just one thing really well, I would choose bare branches against an empty sky. I would like to paint endless images of bare branches against infinite empty skies. But I am not good at painting.

I can sketch a series of interconnected boxes, but the lines are never straight. I am incapable of drawing a perfect…