Things have been a bit crazy since last we spoke, dear readers. Saturday night involved a spontaneous trip to the little town of Grayson. There, we parked at the lake, and slept in the car. With about three hours of sleep, we drove back up. Even a small visit like that has a way of recharging a person.
Then Tuesday, I drove to UC for the annual senior art show, and they're continually raising the bar. It was a great show, and I'm so very proud of everyone who participated this year. I don't know very many students there anymore, but that's ok. I still enjoy seeing all the work, and I know how difficult it is to get there.
Yesterday, at the traditional First Watch breakfast with my friends, I learned that one of my painting teachers passed away last winter. I can't say I'm surprised, as he was a ridiculous chain smoker and it was lung cancer that finally beat him. Still, I hate to hear that he won't be sharing his knowledge anymore. He was tough, opinionated, and never sugar coated anything, but he would push you. When you got it right, he would let you know. TC, we'll always remember your "color modulations" and strive never to "swim in a sea of mediocrity." Every time someone says my work is "off the hook," we'll think of you.
Slowly, oh so slowly, I'm finding art is seeping back in to my life, and that is fantastic. Indescribably wonderful, in fact. I've got some new pieces in the works and I will be posting progress pictures soon. I'm hoping to open an Etsy account to sell some of my older stuff. And once I have some solid pieces in the vein that I'd like to work in, I think I'll be joining Blue Canvas. I found the magazine not long ago, and I simply love the variety of work you'll find in there. Wish me luck!
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