IN SPITE OF (I)

What do you do in spite of obstacles? This afternoon, I went for a little walk on my badly osteoarthritic ankle, which has lost its cartilage in a series of disasters stemming from an old accident. Bone isn’t supposed to be on bone, but there we are. Unbalanced, out of alignment, wincing, but still moving, in spite of.

24 (h) x 18 (w) (inches); acrylic, ink, and oil pastels on deckle-edged 650gsm paper