A strange week

Valentine Blue
Stage 5
acrylic on canvas
12 x 16 inches
Barbara Muir © 2010

Last week was a strange one, seven days out of
time that left me with too little time to paint.
I'm not saying I didn't have fun, but I am an
artist, and I need routine. Routine means
painting. I don't need a rigid schedule, but I
need to mess about with paint.

Oh? That doesn't surprise you. Yes, yes, this is
an art blog. True. Well a huge clap of thunder
tonight (the real thing) and heavy
downpour signaled the end of the invasion
of our town by world leaders, and vandals.
Maybe the rain made me feel renewed and ready
for intensive work.

Many pies have been made, and tasted.
The cherry tree has made us all fat and happy.
So?

Next? I have been painting all along, but some
paintings sit in a kind of limbo because I
haven't had the mental space to concentrate on
them.

The painting of the farm house in winter is one.
I am almost finished. I wanted to say I was
finished tonight, but when I took the picture I
said...not quite.

Have a getting-back-into-your-routine day.