Practicing my Scales

tonight I will go paint a head, like I do just about every Wednesday. When I paint heads, it is not about being a portrait painter, but about learning to control paint. Like practicing my scales. Am not trying to make art when I do it, but it helps me when I am making art. Which I have not done much of since Rick got sick. Or even longer, actually. When my brother died and daughter had a stroke, it really threw me off. I was really just getting back when Rick got sick. I paint heads, and plein-air and other studies now, so that later, when I am ready to paint- I might still know how. I would like to say that I will be ready soon. These dark days of autumn make me think that there is hardly a point. But I know that I am a painter, it is all I have ever known for sure about me. So, I will be back someday.

Almost a Year

It has been almost a year since my dear husband passed away. He was a young, healthy, talented, handsome man, and our marriage was a happy one. Together since 1985, he was my best friend and more. He was only sick for a bit over a month, and died of and aggressive peripheral t cell lymphoma on January 31. This year has been consumed with dealing with that, and moving to a smaller house. I have been painting heads on Wednesdays, and a little here and there. Once settled, I will get busy.