wait for no one.
just do it.
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Sometimes I ask myself, “What will I remember from today?”
Will it be the eight am beach-combing and ocean swim? The almost running out of gas on the deserted road, or the ten am piña colada that accompanied the epic wave watching laziness. Will it be the five year-old attitude and the endless sibling fighting that defined the afternoon?
Or maybe the phone call to my ever patient husband who listened while I described said fighting, the attitude, and my complete incapability of dealing with it. Maybe I’ll remember his calm mention of the promised land–school starting in just 4 short days and how kindergarten and a routine is just what this tiny girl/big attitude needs.
Will I remember the pink sky and warm winds behind her now sweet, early-evening, five year-old daring self, as she performs handstands on the trampoline?
Or maybe the only memory will be this sunset swim. The one where summer and fall and my girls growing selves meet. Where seasons change subtly, days blur into one another, and so many beautiful moments in life are blown into the wind.
living lately //
eating outdoors every night
reading the luminaries
contemplating conscious parenting
listening to first aid kit
feeling good about recent art shows in joshua tree & ocean beach
experimenting with plaster
playing with clay
swimming in warm oceans
gathering with friends
enjoying my time with the girls
hope your summer is everything. xx
Spring is in full bloom, I’m painting everyday and seeing color everywhere.
Were off to Mexico for the week. Hope you have a wonderful weekend! xx
One of the interesting things about creating something for people to look at is watching them look at it. It’s a bit surreal. The work came from you, but it’s not you. Much like your children, you created them but they came into the world wholly their own person, sometimes as if you had little to do with it. Standing back, I watch people get in close, take a step back, discuss it, want to touch it. They’re doing all the things that I do as I look at a piece. I am always interested in everything that went into a painting, so I usually sneak in close to decipher details and technique. I see many people doing this too. And coming back, I always like to see the people that come back to get a second look. Or a third.
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The exhibition runs through May 18th at the San Diego Art Institute Museum of the Living Artist in Balboa Park.