Done
Finished some paintings for the retreat thing. Gave them to the person in charge… Word on the street is people like ‘em.
What are the chances?
I always go through the mail hoping for some sort of hand written correspondence. Just a little note that says someone out there (other than Acme, Shop Rite, and the sad missing children last seen with whomever) thought of me. Today I was happy to find an invite to a baby shower mixed in with all the bills and junk.
[Just a side note---I hate junk mail, by the way. I mean, how many poor trees do they chop down to make all that stuff that fills your mail box every stinkin' day: catalogs, grocery store circulars, those stupid things with Chuck E. Cheese coupons, credit card pre-approvals,or just whatever! When we were in California last summer I was amazed at all the logging trucks hauling tree trunks around. It was actually really sad. But I digress...]
Works
Currently, I am working on the design for the “publicity” posters for our church’s upcoming women’s retreat. I have visions of what I want to paint… Ideas of seasons and growth… Of life bursting forth from darkness leaving the heaviness behind and fluttering weightlessly through the air like a butterfly.