It took me a few days to recover from the thrill and excitement of the Willow Ball 2011, but I am finally grounded in everyday life again! A friend treated me to a birthday lunch and gave me a bouquet of these plus a gift certificate to a local bookstore. What a dear! I have known her since the mid-70's so a long relationship.
Purchased more yarn. Am knitting the black, alpaca with glitter, into a scarf. The red/pink I am not liking so well. Too thin. I hope the black scarf comes out well as I would like to make a few for Christmas gifts.
Still tearing up old journals. For many years I wrote in cheap ring-bound notebooks and decorated the cover. This cover I will keep. A collage of pictures of me. Am I ego-centric?. More like eccentric. LOL. I put the journals in the recycling bin however have to tear off the metal ring swirl thing. So, time consuming.
Six years or so ago I took a lot of paintings off the stretchers and rolled them to save in less space. I got them out and am deciding to keep or not to keep. When I turned 50 I went through a figurative stage and painting from old black and white family photos. This is me and Aaron even though it is not a portrait of us, ie doesnt really look like us. It does in spirit.
This I painted of myself from imagination and also looking in a mirror I think. No photo. As you see it honors the two parts of me, the painter and the writer/reader. I am in the room with the eaves at 217 County Road.Leslie Avon Miller has honored my poem "Gravity" with a spot in her current blog post "Painting and Poetry." Thanks Leslie. I am touched. To be heard and seen means so much. click here for post.
