a day spent doing the ordinary can be so satisfying after a couple of weeks full of activity. a certain level of comfort settles into doing the mundane..the sounds that accompany the days tasks, the drier, the dishwasher running, the broom swishing against the kitchen floor. clean laundry folded on the table. fresh towels. outside it snow mists. first suet of the winter season is out, birds feed all day long. hot soup for lunch. every year my mind down shifts to winter mode. re-learning acceptance of slower time, hush time (snow has a hush sound)and relishing it. an excuse to curl up on the couch with a great book and coffee and yum...cookies.
an advantage of teaching painting to high school students is giving a demo. the piece posted here is on such result. i love the freshness of color...the students don't want me to change a thing, i'm compelled to work in the area to the left of the building. (a retreat house on the property where i teach)
last...there room for one more taker on the Pay It Forward fun.