Woke to a white and gray morning, Hints of old colors wiped soft, Set up paintboxes By the dining room windows, It is cold outside but warm in here It is good To paint and talk with this friend. I miss that, and deal with it. Just another loss.
A weekend with a friend in baltimore Taking in a craft show of beautiful things Delightful to see Left early enough to miss the bad weather Back to my friends’ for dinner and comfort I am content To be among these friends, welcomed, My dogs, myself, sharing food and stories Before heading home.
Will I go or will I stay. For now will take on a challenge That helps friends. First will to be figuring is it feasible, This job I take on? WIll it work out? Maybe, maybe not. Either way will be fine and when then all is done, perhaps I’ll know where I should be.
There, for the while it takes, am dropped Into painting, to seeing, to considering: is it light Is it dark? Warm, cool? Edge lost, sharp? What is the color, What mixes to find the correct mix that allows one's Eyes to dance?
Winter again, cold but not much snow, I turn again to an excersise good for dexterity. Good for soul.
Morning excersises, paint something, most anything, Just get up and do and in the reflections of light and Glass, I do.
Should I stay or should I go? This indecision's bugging me. Exactly whom I'm Supposed to be? Come on and let me know, should I stay or Should I go? Clash, fitting for the living I now know. Time to figure out, Let indecision go.
I think of what needs doing here In this house of mine, yes, yes, this House is mine, Along with all, really all, it holds, as Whatever happens, I want to pare down, To carry less Into whatever life brings now. On which hangs only one decision, What I want
The Studio at Line's End Farm is where I paint and try to find some joy again, and some equilibrium, not simple these days. One weblog records thoughts, ideas, methods and mixtures, palettes, observations, actually anything that intrigues me concerning my painting and working in the studio. Another observes only the horse in paintings that I find influential. The last are done for my sanity. All are my opinion only, open to other suggestions.