
Sisters' Christmas presents...... I have no art coming out of me at the moment.I always find Christmas time an odd one. It's great, all that food and family and laughing but there are all these "empty" spells of time and I find it makes me think an awful lot. The colour of the sky and the movement of the clouds really emphasises the passage of time for me and make me feel a little melancholy. I do not want to feel melancholy, I hate it. Here, let's learn a little shall we?
Melancholia (from Greek μελαγχολία - melancholia "sadness, lit. black bile"), also lugubriousness, from the Latin lugere, to mourn; moroseness, from the Latin morosus, self-willed, fastidious habit; wistfulness, from old English wist: intent, or saturnine, (see Saturn), in contemporary usage, is a mood disorder of non-specific depression, characterized by low levels of enthusiasm and eagerness for activity.
Whipped that out from Wikipedia, I've forgotten how to do footnotes! Isn't lugubrious a gorgeous word?



























