Watercolor, 5"x7"
#30paintingsin30days!
Another long day that revolved around a final goodbye to someone who was a good man... a husband, a father, a grandfather, a great grandfather, worker, friend, and even a volunteer. Leaving a legacy of his wife and family of over sixty years, a good and productive family, my son-in-law being one of them. But yet there is a sadness because with each loss one realizes how close we all are to that finality. We are all marching in time towards it. That's what I do, I process, I think, and I usually walk away without answers. In this case, I guess it simply is to live, just live our ordinary lives, all the moments, and be grateful for them. I believe there a sacredness in the ordinary, if we allow ourselves to see it. I am an observer and take it all in, always have. I came home so tired and weary this afternoon and began to take care of myself with rest, food, and not really attending to anything. Tonight, feeling somewhat normal again, I painted this from memory along with a little sketch I had completed for reference, at the Charleston Breachway. I sat drawing the rose hips that evening as the sun was going down, feeling so totally at one with myself and all that was around me. The ordinary...
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Beautiful post, and piece :)
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