I did it! I was able to paint today! I took everything to the back porch and completed these two bird paintings. I also started another series. It felt so good again….I haven’t really created anything since last summer. Maybe, just maybe, it is coming back. Losing myself in the creation of art is the best therapy of all.
I don’t have that many memories of growing up. I do have a few fond memories of my earliest childhood. I remember playing with my dog, Sarge. He was my best friend for many years. For the first seven years of my life, he was the only friend I had because we didn’t live in a nice area of town, and my mom wouldn’t let me play with the “undesirables”. This being the days before video games and 24/7 television, I played outside a lot. This time in my life shaped me in three ways:
1. I love dogs, all kinds of dogs, in a way that goes beyond a “pet and owner” relationship. I could live without human companionship longer than I could without dog companionship. Dogs love you and accept you for who you really are inside. I have a belief that dogs can see into a human’s soul and are a better judge of character than we are. (But they are easily persuaded with a snack…)
2. I love nature, and being outside. Being in a beautiful setting in the outdoors is spiritually satisfying. I love walking through a forest, or sitting by the ocean. Even sitting in my backyard is satisfying to my soul, until the piercing screams of the kids next door interrupts…
3. I love being alone. I’m not a hermit, by any means, but I crave time to myself. My job keeps me surrounded by people for eight hours a day, five days a week. My family demands my attention a lot. I cherish my alone time as something precious and special.
I have other childhood memories that shaped me, but not in a positive way. Those, my dear, I will share another day.