On the day after Christmas, sun shining, frigid temperatures and snow still shining on branches outside, I feel sort of housebound, not wanting to risk the streets that might still be icy. I stayed in and finished a painting -- "House of the Heart." Not sure why that title came to me, but it seems stuck on this piece of artwork. There's nothing sweet about this one. There is something of the animal warrior in it. Hot coals and prussian blues. Strength and maybe even some anger. Even the technique is not my gentlest. All that said, I enjoyed bringing it to the finish line and felt good to see it done. I actually like it.