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4.22.2008

Summer on the lake & snow


This is a drawing from some years back. It was hanging in a show when my father died - I'd just gotten the show hung the night before he went into the hospital. There was a freak snowstorm -it was a couple of weeks before Christmas, and we had no idea how serious his condition was. I remember standing out in my front yard with huge snowflakes just pouring out of the sky - Mary was outside in her yard & we both just laughed and held our arms open to the sky. It seemed like a gift from God.


I'd not wanted to do the show because I really couldn't afford to have such large drawings framed, but Robert talked me into it. In addition, we were incredibly busy at the lab - another of those periods with months of 70 hour weeks (I'd even worked on Thanksgiving) - and I just felt I wasn't up to it. But the ever-wonderful, ever-supportive, ever-always there for me Michael helped me hang the drawings and I didn't see them again for weeks. Until my father was gone (New Year's Eve at the stroke of midnight) & my niece was born (the last day of the same month). The woman who ran the gallery had lost my phone # & didn't know where to find me, so my drawings had, by then, been replaced with others, and stored away for me. None sold. I wasn't surprised - they didn't seem a good fit for the gallery & I had no time to do that art-shmooze thing. I still have three of them. I've just put them back & not displayed them anywhere. I guess they have some sad memories attached, but I think it's mostly because once I got them here, to the lab, I was just too exhausted to deal with them anymore.


I've grown more attached to this one over the years. In the springtime, I always bring it out so I can see it for a few months. I'm thinking I can maybe let it go. I don't know. It has a lot of history attached.

5 comments:

  1. I think this is a beautiful piece of art. I love all of the deep shades of blue.

    Thank you so much for visiting my blog and leaving such a lovely message.

    I'm sorry to hear about Bob. It's so difficult when we lose our furry friends.

    So nice to meet you :)

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  2. Jaime - Thanks for your oh-so-kind comments, and many thanks for dropping by for a visit. It's nice to meet you too!

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  3. I just LOVE this one. I'm with Jaime, I tend to be partial to purples and indigo blues. Gotta get through two more days! Isn't it sad that I'm hoping it will rain so tennis is canceled? Too much to do!

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  4. That was a powerful, memorable time in your life--the death of your father, the birth of your niece, your show, odd weather. I've been through times like that.

    How quirky that your beautiful velvety blue painting of summer seems to speak so lovingly of the way life keeps pulling us ahead--like that red "thread" you painted.

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  5. San - what a beautiful thought. Thank you SO MUCH!

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