A trying week of computer problems on top of Mother's rapid plunge into the realm of Alzheimer's. I wanted to send some images to my mother by post, but the printer failed to be recognized by my computer. And new images couldn't be added. Oh why didn't I back up all that could be backed up when I saw these problems coming up? My mother was on my mind and my mind was not functioning at its highest. So the computer is reconfigured and the folder holding all my info appears to be empty....like my mother's mind appears sometimes. We must adjust to change and accept what is. At least I could find myself painting and the mind could let go of responsibility and let the paint happen and I found myself laughing with delight...such a relief to be laughing with delight. Here are 2 of the small studies--fire and air. A Japanese painter I have been following the work of and learning from does a small painting each day. He is a guide for me in these days of trial. Thanks you, Hiroshi.