The paintings are finished, packed in a box to be delivered today. Inventory list has been updated, photographs taken. So, why am I feeling so strange? Is this like the depression that occurs after giving birth? The pressure is off, I should be able to relax, but I find myself restless and out of sorts.
I'll take a few days to clean up the house and the art mess (well maybe more than a few - I've been just avoiding things for almost two months). The opening is next week, and then... I'll have to find another mountain to climb.