Decided that yesterday was the day to delve back into the self portrait thing. This is more than practice, it takes you deep into the YOU. I've done several of me in different stages of my life, all the while contemplating those times, eras, in the evolution that is the person that is, Carla. Today I look into the now 65 year old me without apology. It's charcoal, but will soon have paint to top it off. I think this is an important exercise at this time in my life. Of course the biggy is that I turned 65 and have jumped on the Medicare wagon. But I've also lost my father, my dear mother-in-law and yet another dear friend. We are at those crossroads in our lives, the inevitable journey of death. This is not maudlin, it is reality, hence a self portrait in the reality of me, of life, of my life.
Last night little, I should say big girl Snicklefritz spent her New Year's again with me. We watched Harry Potter movies, played Old Maid, Go Fish and Connect 4 and drank sparkling cider with frozen blueberries. We did indeed stay up past midnight and rang in the year (can't believe I was able to stay awake!) The Hubby decided to head to the cabin to give a bid and check on a generator job we're getting ready to do there. He was planning on staying till Sunday, but, I informed him that I had planned on cooking a cornish hen with our black eye peas and he said he would be home...HAHAHA. Snicklefritz will go home today after she helps me do the laundry and we start dismantling Christmas. I think I can do a lot of it but need assistance getting it back in the closet. Hopefully if I get all of it done I can go to the studio tomorrow and if not then on Monday, as we are closed.
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