We’re here;
It was a depressing ride on Highway 32, the
Once we arrived, it became apparent that the smoke had followed us up the hill from
It’s 5 in the morning and I, being the first one up, have opened the windows and door once again and started the fans, hoping to draw in some cool morning air. I stood outside on the deck and I smelled the incense cedar and not a lot of smoke. A good sign? Or could it be that I’ve been smelling smoke for so long that I no longer recognize it? And looking straight up, I did see a few stars, but nowhere near as many as you should see at this hour.
As I mentioned before, there is no internet access here and so I have idea as to what is happening in the world. I brought along my scanner and it has been silent for the past hour that I have been awake. What’s with that? I would have heard something at home, even if it was just a ‘barking dog’ complaint.
Apparently I’m not the only one that would like internet access and there is a plan to have it installed here sometime during the summer. It wasn’t that long ago that spending money for internet access at a vacation home was considered frivolous. Now it’s at the same level as light and heat. Gotta have it!
I’m still hoping to get in some quality painting time while I’m here, but the sky is so gray; I’m not sure that I will be inspired. I’ve been painting with Karlee and
Personality types and art. Wow! What a loaded subject that is. Everyone ‘likes what they like’ and most cannot be moved from their fixed position on it. And to hear some people discuss art, you would think they were discussing religion or politics. They get all up in arms over it. I guess it’s simply human nature that makes us want to rigidly classify and clarify our environment. This is real and that isn’t. But isn’t art a feeling? Something that touches our soul?
Speaking of art, Karlee has just joined me. She’s the only other one that’s up at this hour and she has grabbed the sketch pad and the watercolor pencils and is sitting here at the table, engrossed in the ‘art’ she was working on last night before it got too dark to see. I have a feeling that Karlee will be one that can see and express ‘what isn’t there’ in her art. She has always had a desire to be creative.
And I was just thinking about how dangerous it is for us to reveal ourselves in our art. We really open ourselves to criticism when we allow others to see what we have created. It’s really a baring of our souls and it’s filled with danger. Artists need to be brave.
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