I wish I could sleep like Maggie and rest these ole bones.
Reflecting back upon the last few days, if I was in my youth I would not give them a thought. But like all us that are heading down the other side of FIFTY, I cannot accomplish what I USE TO COULD.
So now I must pick and choose my poison or pleasures with more care than the once upon a time DOING THINGS WITHOUT THINKING.
The body did not ache or the back hurt nor did I wonder if I could move when I awoke. Now I must accept the other chapter of my life. I must make choices and as I stated in previous posts, I plan to do a little more of the things I like instead of the things I am expected to do. Case in point, painting.
Yesterday was a grand day and I finished my last Geisha for the time being. Hazel told me I had done enough of them and I replied but they make me feel good to paint them. Little did she know I had already decided to use some of Marcel's Sitka pictures to paint. I shared with her the pictures I had printed from his blog and there was one which looked like some of her paintings so I handed it to her to paint. She was thrilled and stated "I will use this to demonstrate to the class".
Afterwards I felt a little guilty, as I got permission to paint his photos but not to hand them out to others to paint. I felt a little of regret and selfish that I wanted to try my hand at all of them and I had handed one to the Master of Color. How could I paint it now? Easy, I would use my own perspective.
My fellow artist loved seeing Marcel's photo and the one I had planned to paint next. I told them just a little about him and his family and they were all ears. When I spoke of how Angelic his grandson was, Knoxie said she would love to paint him. So Marcel if you are reading this, please give me the okay to print his picture.
The Kitty Justice is you must learn to share even at 58 and make hard decisions to stay upright. Two days standing is toooo much so guess which one I pick? Wasn't hard was it? Art here I come.