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Hi. It is mid March and although I am happy to see the snow lose a
little of it's vim and vigor, I haven't truly embraced this new
year. I mean, wow! I don't want to sound all cliché, but where the
hell has the time gone?
I thought that since there is no impending event or show scheduled
for these first several months of 2013, that I would have all kinds
of time to just read and coz out with my cats and hubby. Enjoy the
quietness of winter, you know?
I seriously agree when I hear people saying that the culture in
which we live is way to hectic and jam packed with stuff. I mean,
give me a break! Is it because I am 55 years along? Seems to me that
winters of past, I had time to just, you know, do nothing, for long
stretches of time.
Don't get me wrong, I don't mean that I don't want to get out of bed
in the morning or any such thing as that. I just want to be able to
get a handle on things. But enough of my rambling gripe.
Songs from the White Album are floating through the air. Very
apropos! I am eating chocolate kisses when I should be making
dinner!
One thing I have been doing is posting paintings by my dad daily on
facebook. I would like to begin posting them here as well. So here
are a couple to start us out with.
The one on top is a self portrait of my dad that he did around the
time that I was just a little tike. He was always a little scary
even though I was used to seeing him around. The guy behind the
painting is my baby, Deezil.
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This one is just cool! That old car with the reflection reminds me
of good things. Times gone by.
The old store front and the car are the only non abstracts in the
painting.
This one is a more recent painting, from the new, 21st century
anyway. I am not sure of the exact year. When my dad began losing
his eye site our whole family was freaked out. What would happen?
The artist would adjust, is what. The artist would ultimately
become a much better, more creative artist for it. It still sucked
though.
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