An Artist's Journal
You did get some great photographs from the plane.
Thanks Ann. The camera is the only device you don't have to turn off till we reach 10,000 miles above the earth. :-)
I totally understand your title. Was it all a crazy dream? How often I ask myself that very question. Time is so fleeting, I am so happy you had this wonderful time. Enjoy the smell of Tide, it means something very valuable happened.
The Tide part wasn't so bad. Folding and putting away is what gets me--not to mention the pile of items that need ironing, a humbling experience.
For we readers it was very real and left us envious and enthralled. It was a great read. Thank you. Glad you enjoyed it.
And we all come back to earth in the end. Today, my reality is the laundry room. Tomorrow, the market. Real life goes on.
Well it looks great, except for the last photo. Glad you had a good time. Welcome home.
Thanks JJ. A few more loads and we're set to take off again--there's just one problem: we have to refill the coffers. That will take more than a day. So it goes.
Merci pour l'ensemble de toutes vos merveilleuses photos... Vous avez vécu de très bons moments...L'avant dernière photo que vous nous montrez est toutefois très jolie, bientôt le printemps va arriver et rendra la vie à ces beaux arbres...Je vous souhaite de très joyeuses fêtes...
Je vous souhaiter un Joyeux Noël trop Martine. Merci. Je suis l'artiste graphique officielle de la famille Roth. Retraçant la vie me fait plaisir sur le film, la toile et 140 livres Arches. Quelqu'un doit le faire. Profitez de la saison et permet de printemps espoir vient au début de cette année.
WElcome back, Linda - the reality hits but the memories are just as real.
Priceless--until the bills come. Thanks Susan. I do love your fat ballerinas on horseback. They must sell as soon as they hit the gallery.
LOVE those photos from the plane....wow! I enjoyed your trip....but I am also glad you are back, so you can return to painting chocolate mice or carousels, or sons and grandchildren or "Honey". It's good to have you back!
Thanks Celeste. Laundry's done. All five hundred photos have been transfered to my new external drive. Ersatz Christmas party promises--along with a pair of skinny jeans to wear to it are next, as well as mailing to a friend for her birthday. I was reviewing the paintings I did on the beach and a few a worth additional attention, but I think I'll paint lemons alla prima with oils instead. That opaque watercolor takes too many applications to make it opaque enough for the colors to have brilliance.
Welcome home, Linda. A lot of wonderful memories and photos to prove it!
Yes, and they are all downloaded into my computer all five hundred plus of them. That's what I did yesterday in between changing loads. Fun day.
Oh, I love your photos, Linda! Welcome home :-)
Thanks Agnes. Aren't those two shot from the plane terrific? I was very pleased I sat there camera ready waiting for that turn North. A camera is the only device one can use when all others must be turned off. Plus I was on the right side of the plane and didn't have to crawl over anyone:-)
It is the Tide and laundry part that is the dream.
Tide should be a dream--as well as ironing and marketing. Those chores bust my bubbles.
OMG, that resort is gorgeous! And yes, it was all a wonderful dream. :) Close your eyes, and savor the memories.
I do--through the photographs and I think I'm going to frame four of these little paintings to hang in my bath. Coming out of the shower, they will remind me why I put up with all the crap of working.
Welcome home. What a contrast.
"Sure is," she said, as she sat in the gloom of a wet, damp morning with a head full of crap.A winter snow storm was expected. The barometer was dropping and with each point, her vertigo grew worse. The sun had healing powers. In spite of all the humidity coming off the sea, she felt great days before on the beach. That's the story alright.