I’ve been working on a new acrylic painting of a Singer sewing machine. This noble bit of wood, steel, pedal, and pulley sat in our kitchen during most of my formative years.
Some seasons are for preparation, for sitting and waiting, and being ready for a chance to hit the high seas.
This is not my first go round with social isolation. When I was 13 I struggled through a bout of Rheumatic Fever. I was in the hospital for two months after which I was confined to our house for an additional two months. It was during this pre-internet era that I was forced to find a way to pass time when I couldn’t go outside. My mom bought me a fantastic set of markers, and they came in a tin case decorated with Van Gogh’s “Café Terrace at Night”. It was my first introduction to Fine Art. I loved those markers and I kept the tin long after the markers had run dry. Many springs have passed since that time, but it was there that the seeds were sown for a lifetime love of image-making.
The town’s slogan is “Montague the Beautiful” and sometimes it lives up to that lauded description.
Hoping everyone has a great Easter.
Many of us are drawn to the water’s edge. We long for rivers, lakes, streams, and the ocean as we seek a place to refresh our souls. On a still day, the water’s calm offers up near mirror-like reflections. The brilliant sunshine on your favorite stretch of water reveals billions of shining diamonds. I hope everyone is safe and hopefully soon we’ll all be able to make it to the water’s edge.