so say a lot of nice things.
here is the story. i got back from denver and a couple
of days later my paintings arrived. i unpacked them,
and forgot about it.
we started packing for our vacation to lopez island in
the san juan's, and i thought to myself, why i had better go
and take a look at what i actually have. so i very methodically laid
them out, and almost sat down and cried. i only had 53
paintings left and they didn't really sit very well together!!!
so a giant conversation started about whether or not i could
even go on vacation. basically after everyone freaked out for one
reason or another (mostly me) we came to the realization that i
wouldn't be able to go for the full two weeks. that I would have to
stay home and paint instead of frolic on the beach with some
of my favorite people. i was so sad.
(yet seriously determined).
i sent the boys off. and took that Saturday off to mentally prepare.
and then on Sunday i started to work, and i worked every day
for a minimum of nine hours and a maximum of 16.
it was a bit of a nightmare, but in the end i made 40 pieces
(half of them are quite small). but i did it.
and then i went on a fantastic vacation.
we sat around. ate. went to the beach. came home. ate.
went to another beach. came home. ate. put the little guy to
bed and then sat around some more. repeat 5 times.
no tv. no newspapers. it was absolutely what i needed
the most. i have come home feeling fully refreshed
and ready for what comes next.
what does come next you ask? well next week we are off
to sand point idaho, for the art festival there, and the following
weekend we are down in sun valley for their art festival.
(let's hope i have enough work!)
okay... i am off to scan these paintings in now.
best to all of you.