I was looking a pictures today of my solo show way back in 2007. I’m really glad that I look back on these photos and feel a great sense of pride. Even though I really disliked the marketing that goes along with shows, which ultimately led me to stop painting for going on 5 years now, I still feel a profound sense of accomplishment. Lately the urge to create again has become stronger and stronger within me but, I’m not sure how to find the time. At some point I’m sure I will cut something out and make the time.
How could I not paint here? I remember in Florida when we would complain that it was too flat and the landscape potential was less than sub par. Here, I go to the grocery store and see mountains all around me.
I find myself exasperated, I have a longing to put brush to canvas yet all my tools are packed away ready for the move this month. Soon… soon I shall create again.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I–
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
The Road Not Taken – Robert Frost