snap, crackle, scoot

So my eyes feel small today. I wonder about humility and confidence and everything that goes on inbetween. I want to be good but then that good seems bad and I never seem to get a solid footing. painting a landscape, never really done much of that. It's for Becca's birthday. Every year I paint over the same canvas so see can have the same birthday present every year, but they are all different every year. Damn, it's hard to know what i want to feel.