On Saturday night I found myself painting the above which I've called Holding the Sun. Now I know I'm not very good but I found great peace doing it. I'm working on a poem to go along with it. I'm interested in the legend of Prometheus. Prometheus stole fire from the Gods and he was punished by Zeus who had him bound to a mountain where each Eos (dawn) Zeus' eagle would tear at Prometheus' liver. I think it was Hecules who finally freed Prometheus. Prometheus' name means forethought!!!
At the moment the poem is proving troublesome. I think I'm not quite sure what I'm trying to say in it. Patience!