Happy Spring! Part 2

I’m sorry but I when was working on this earlier, I accidently hit post instead of preview. This is the post in its entirety. Sorry for the confusion.

I’m a little shocked to realize I haven’t blogged since November. After I got my facebook account stolen, I became frustrated with the whole online process. I felt I needed a short break from it, but it became a long break instead. I wish I could report that I created some fantastic works of art during the winter, but, instead all I did was take care of myself.

I have a few unfinished projects, but mainly I’ve been practicing the art of living. The years since COVID started have been a time of making adjustments, but I plowed on, adjusted myself, and kept moving (anxiously) forward. But the truth is, I needed to take some time and process all that’s gone on in society and in my own life.

I needed a retreat – not an artist’s retreat – but a retreat from expectations. I wanted to try to figure out what to concentrate on, what to do with my life now that I’m in my 60s. But in these months, I haven’t figured out any real direction. Rather, I’ve figured out that I don’t want to concentrate on any one thing but flow along with my life. To simply take care of myself and create some things. I want to just enjoy being alive and unencumbered by the fear and hatred so many are suffering from these days. I want to create things, but more like a child – jump around, change direction, and spin in circles. Of course, I’ll have anxieties and health problems, still. I’ll want to do more than I can reasonably accomplish. But now I’ve learned a little bit more about how to just be me.

Last week, we had a warm day, a friend took me to the Dixon Gallery and Gardens here in Memphis to see their amazing collection of daffodils and tulips. It had been cold, but that day was perfect. It was such a delight to see it all, to see all that had survived the difficult winter, and feel the warm sunshine. We’d dressed warmly but shed layers as the day went by.

Here’s some of what we saw:

I got as close as I could in my wheelchair

Deer sculpture in the shadows

I loved this tree so much I wanted to hug it but….
I could only get close enough to pet it.

Bloom where you’re planted.

One of four bronze sculptures around the Dixon fountain — tortoise and hare not competing

The photographer at work

In giving myself permission to not write everyday, I’ve started writing again. I’ve also started drawing and sketching for some visual storytelling.

I’m going to use my blog to show my art, still, but also to post some of the things I used to put on facebook: links to articles, funny things, short rants about city life, maybe even a cartoon or joke.

If you like any of these photos, please feel free to share, download or print them.


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