January is my favorite month, when the light is plainest, least colored. And I like the feeling of beginnings.


Daybook: The Journal of an Artist (1982)


January is my favorite month, when the light is plainest, least colored. And I like the feeling of beginnings.

January is my favorite month, when the light is plainest, least colored. And I like the feeling of beginnings.

January is my favorite month, when the light is plainest, least colored. And I like the feeling of beginnings.

January is my favorite month, when the light is plainest, least colored. And I like the feeling of beginnings.