A beautiful day for Barack

People everywhere I went today were smiling like
they shared some huge secret. Some Canadians
are reserved about saying what's going on, but
instead people just smiled like crazy. It's really
cold here -- Toronto at its prettiest. A snowy
wedding cake of a city, decorated by a cake
artist who likes a bit of a Group of Seven winter
pine tree thrown in for an added dimension.

The drive to school was so glorious. At lunch I
listened to the inauguration address in the office
I share with two other teachers. I was alone, and
enjoyed every word. At the end one of my students
came in and sat respectfully listening, and nodding
her head with me at each point we agreed with.
Obama! Obama!

Tonight I went to paint with my art group, after
a long, long day of teaching north of the city,
and I am tired now, but happy, completely
happy.

Portrait sketch
acrylic on canvas
14 x 16 inches

The painting I'm including is the little portrait
I did in class. The model was almost too pretty,
if there's such a thing. I have not done her
beauty justice, but I did have fun. I tried
painting on a white ground, but won't do that
again. The coloured ground gives a painting
some oomph right of the bat. Back to that
method tomorrow.

Have a world-let's-be-proud-of-ourselves day.