What is this state of mind that afflicts the "sensitives" among us? We dream, envision, drift along and look for meaning in ways that "normals" find to be strange. When in Kyoto, we dream of Kyoto. Anyway, here is my latest painting on a 24x24x2" canvas entitled "Longing For Summer". Not that I would be longing for summer. Not me. I'm little Miss Be-Here-Now.
Mentiras. I've been sleeping late, doing little, staring out at the frosty walnut orchard and wearing my very ugly, very warm cashmere sweater and wool socks. I am not a lover of winter. Period.
I long for those days when I would post sometimes twice in one day because I was so filled with jubilation that I couldn't stay quiet. This mood will pass. Everything passes.
My precious art friends came to visit on Sunday and filled their little books with pictures, rubber stamped images, drawings and the like. I made Jose take off his Sunday shirt to keep it clean. These children are never afraid to dive in and fill their journal pages. They never hesitate one minute to try every color. I secretly watch their behavior and learn their secrets. They are my little art teachers, showing me how to be free of all joy killing judgment.
John never forgets to make a big deal out of our wedding anniversaries by bringing me flowers and a romantic card. Flowers in winter are a good idea. But hey, twenty-eight years! I have no way of wrapping my mind around that. I'm pretty sure I'm not even that old yet.
If your haven't donated $10 to Bernie Berlin's animal rescue yet, please scoot on over to her site RIGHT NOW and read about the exciting opportunity we all have to make a difference. You will feel so much better after making a donation and you will be helping a worthy cause. Bernie gives her heart to these animals; it's the least we can do to help. Thanks in advance; I know that we'll do all we can to help alleviate suffering wherever we can.