My Journey through the worlds of art quilts, oils, acrylics, pastels, watercolors, printmaking, dyeing, encautic, art cloth, spinning, and weaving.
Also sharing stories of the rescue dogs I've known and loved.
It is almost 6 months to the day since we brought my Uncle John home from the nursing home. Caregiving is not what I thought it would be. (yes, yes, yes -- I know -- some of you tried to warn me!) I did not expect the emotional toll to be so high -- pull up to the booth and throw your life and heart and soul and creativity into the basket, please. This is one seriously high-priced highway... If it weren't for TJay and Joe, I'd have cracked up no time. (I've been on the edge a few times, I think) I miss the city and my friends and my freedom. I sat outside chain-smoking this evening and watched the clouds pass in front of the moon and decided that I can't let anymore of myself slip away like those clouds. So I've prepped about 100 little boards with gesso and laid out a palette and oil paints. My goal is to make one small painting each day, until it feels right again.