red paint studio in New Mexico — santa fe
waiting for rain in the desert
Your Little Island of Self
loosening up your painting ...and why teach
when people disappear from your life.
I thought watching someone I loved slowly die would be the hardest thing I'd ever have to do. Watching a child suffer while we wait for science and research to uncover clues to a 20 yr chronic illness beats death ..hands down. Death is easy..living is hard. This of course brings me back to why I smile and nod when visitors engage themselves with my artwork..and then tell me "you must be having so much fun.."yeah..loads I want to say ..look closer I want to mention..but instead I know that I cannot divulge all that is not apparent. A female...
My list of good things
I start lists everywhere I am..to do lists with columns of "house" "work" and "other". My " good things" list is mostly a morning vocation and exists fleetingly in my head..and then..is gone. Good things Roadrunner Hairy Woodpecker Two grown rabbits light rain fell in night and rain barrel is full again purple sage in bloom first Sandhill Cranes flying along the Rio Grande..migration has begun. fish painting done for a friend When I was a kid and my parents would start a yelling match that I could not bear to witness ..I learned that nature and art could take...