At these times it’s always important to take a few moments to appreciate all we have in life. The people and things that bring us joy, the conversations and interactions with our most loved, the feelings that let us know we matter and are loved. I wish you all a Thanksgiving filled with gratitude for being able to live a life we’ve chosen. Be sure to tell the ones you’re most thankful for that they are just that. Enjoy your Thanksgiving.
Lesson learned: Saying thank you always matters.
Moonlight Mermaid, 5×7 watercolor and pencil.
One Size Fits All, 8×10, acrylic.
Together in This Too, 24×48, acrylic on canvas.
What a year it has been. A combination of difficult and easy times. Of stressful and relaxing ones. Which when looked at altogether make up a life that I am grateful for– plenty of family, friends, new acquaintances, and old friends saying hello. Also now apparent are the later life stages now arriving for my senior parents as we accept the inevitable and help them through. I know many of you have been through these same difficulties and have learned to accept the good with the bad. I and my siblings will be doing the same in 2019. I will be putting more time toward resolving some issues surrounding family but will never be but a few steps away from my peaceful place, at home with close family, or in the quiet of my studio.
Thank you all for following my journey in art and I hope you’ll be there as I begin anew in 2019.
Lesson learned: Things always come to pass.
Hope you have the important gifts of life which I think are family, friends, faith and fellowship. Our ever changing world provides so many opportunities to renew ourselves for the better, rethink habits that are not helpful, and to reinvigorate our sense of what it means to be a good person. I’ll be reaching out this year to make someone else’s life better. Hope you’ll resolve to do the same. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.
Lesson learned: Listen to new perspectives.
We’re Home, acrylic on panel, 8×8. Available at Copley Society of Art, Boston
I’m thankful for so much in my life that a little post will never convey the appreciation, gratitude, and love I have for all those who I call family. You know who you are :). All of you who believed in me and my work when I was still unsure about it; all of you who are related one way or another; all those who feel related to me in soul and spirit; and all those who feel my artwork has provided a thread of connection from my life to theirs. I hope you each have a wonderful time with family–disconnecting from digital unreality–to connecting with those who matter with a hug, handshake or kiss. Happy Thanksgiving.
Lesson learned: Thank those who matter.
Woven Into Life, mixed media acrylic, 12×12
Its amazing how many things in the news, on television, on websites, on social media feeds, in email, on tablets, and on our phones seem so much more important than things that really matter. Like face to face conversations, talking out loud not in the silence of a phone text, listening to the tone of voice in a conversation can be more meaningful than a long winded conversation. And when looking at artwork a quiet thought about what the artist was intending can be an interesting way to spend a moment or two.
In our digital impersonal age I try to remember to be sure to communicate with family, friends, and strangers in the old-fashioned way. With a smile and a hello, it surprises me how many people don’t expect you to say hello today. But they reply in kind and usually continue the conversation even if it is small talk. Small talk can lead to bigger and better things. And interacting with the thought process of an artist can yield something that matters as well.
Lesson learned: I asked a collector what drew him to this piece of art and he responded with something I didn’t intend in this piece. I intended a couple inside their ‘home’ awaiting the birth of their child and how wonderful and amazing it is. He recognized that too but also more importantly was the dark-skinned ethnicity of the male figure exemplifying a broader world view was what touched him. I just never know. I’m sure the impending birth of another grandchild this week has prompted this post.