One of the paintings I purchased from the artist Gordon Melbye on the Cape when I was there.
This is the other one. Both are small oils on board.
Today the auction man came and took away Mom's decorative glass collection. I know there was one item in the bunch he really wanted to get his hands on. Otherwise it was, according to him, an ordinary collection of etched and cut glass which he would offer to auction in "lots." I know if I would have taken the time to look up each piece and price it and sell it individually I would reap more money than I will on this auction. I feel guilty and sad to be giving away Mom's beloved collection. She was always telling me it was worth a lot of money. So that's that.
What is left is the furniture and miscellaneous kitchen items. I haven't had the enthusiasm to blog as much as I have in the past. I am trying to go even deeper inward to try to discern what I want to do. Not in reference to other people or what I think other people think I should do etc etc. But only in reference to myself. I just have to trust that I am getting somewhere with this even though I can't see where.