This is my first blog and I plan to post new blogs every 2 weeks by Friday afternoon; so my next blog will be posted on March 4. I’ve been a painter for almost 50 years and in that time I’ve absorbed a great deal of information that I have no intention of keeping to myself. So if you have questions please ask.
I live and breathe painting and at times my breath may smell of turpentine with a hint of linseed oil. A few years ago I moved to a town of 900 where no one knew me and I could paint undisturbed until I ran out of ideas. The ideas keep coming and I keep painting. You can look at my portfolio and see I’m always moving forward.
Now even though I am a painter, I plan to include in this blog other things that make me an artist and a human being. With that in mind I’ve never been a big success or gathered much attention, which is just the way it is. So, be that as it may, let me tell you about a very brief dream I had a few days ago that left me with a feeling of great comfort. My mom passed away when I was in my 20s and she crosses my thoughts from time to time. In the dream, she was younger and more angelic than I remember her and she placed her hand on my check and said, “everything is going to be fine”. Our dreams are our own and a dream like this, for me, is a once in a lifetime experience. As a reader you can take from it whatever your mind can fathom and I welcome your thoughts.
Next time I will go on about something else – maybe about my 2 pet ladybugs I’m keeping for the winter, or what I’m painting, or what book I’m reading, or new music, or how being silent and sitting still has bent the time that wraps around my mind. I’ll do my best to keep it interesting.