You Might Never Know

Most every painting I've been involved with, at some point… goes through an ugly stage. Its that place where you are looking at the work, maybe hours have already passed, and that excitement, hope, vision and inertia that you started with, is waining.

Why?

What you see in front of you has moved out of that honeymoon stage where you were just a little while before…

Here's to Listening and Looking

One of the things I remember about my younger days… (and now we're talking half a century ago or more!) is how I loved music.

I still do, of course.

But back then as much as I loved the tunes, it was the lyrics that caught my attention. I mean when I talked to others about the lyrics, so many of them were lost in the music, the beat, the band, the

You Made It! (and so did I)

Well, the main work of clearing out a sewing room for my wife is done. I've used the word 'remodeling' loosely to describe what was really clearing out my sons stuff (who moved to Arizona) from his old room. I can't believe how much stuff he accumulated!

There is still the painting of the room to do, but for now my wife has been able to move her sewing

Ideas, What to do with Them?

Last time I told you about winter here.

I must confess that I probably do love winter more than I let on. The time is visually awesome. A wonderland of freshness.

In nature many creatures hide and wait out the cold, some fly away, doing the same. Even in the human experience, we have given a name to those who migrate to warmer climes. Snowbirds we call