TURN ON THE LIGHT

This pain is only a part of it. I am still so many other things. I understand how quickly a human life passes and how rare it is to have received one at all. Let’s keep going.

I found this picture of this painting the other day in an old album that I had forgotten and loved it. I looked at it for a very long time. I regret not keeping a better record of where all of my work’s ended up. So eager to make the sale - sometimes desperate - it’s never crossed my mind to make a note. Wisdom, retrospectively. The lessons of things. A good excuse to go out and get a new notebook, make a change. I will be better at this moving forward. More professional. Isn’t it wonderful that we get to do this? That we get to make a decision and change?

I am counting my lucky stars this morning. It was a long night followed by rain. I am working out ways to share the paintings that are stacked up in the studio. Trying to put them in front of real people. Relying solely on social media doesn’t seem like the best strategy right now, and without current employment I am more eager than ever to make some sales. Stay tuned, I want to have this all sorted by summer and would love to see your sweet faces (and wallets? Is that rude?) wherever we land.

Good news! I got glasses because the eye doctor says that I’m old and need readers NOT because the current condition of my health is going to make me go blind! I’ve spent the last few weeks worried sick about this once I saw it was on my list of potential symptoms. Trying to imagine a life without eyes. I am a watcher full-time. What the hell would I do? I teared up when the opthalmologist told me the news. Are you SURE? I was nervous. Yes, he said for the second, third and fourth time and from now on when you’re reading make sure that you turn on the light. Good advice.

Here we go,

Anne