A Boy and his dog
watercolour on watercolour paper
12 x 14 inches
Painted in 2003
Barbara Muir © 2010
I've been work for a few hours a couple of times a week
attempting to throw out things I don't use anymore.
For someone who is hopelessly sentimental, this is a
challenge to put it mildly. In the course of today's
purge, I found this very nice little painting in a rather
horrible frame, and thought I'd share it with you.
I will also get it reframed and keep it, because I like the
style, something I don't do anymore, and the subject matter --
my youngest when he was a boy at the schoolhouse, whiling
away a rainy afternoon, with his faithful companion Zoey
by his side, and his ever present Gameboy.
A more surprising thing happened when I replanned my
phone service and found out I'd lose all my saved voicemail.
This may seem trivial, but there are messages
there about wildly important events in recent years,
and my son's kindergarten class in Korea singing
We Wish You a Merry Christmas. I felt heartbroken at
the thought of not being able to hear some of those
messages (as it turns out I'd saved 10), so Steven
helped me figure out how to record them
forever, something I should have done all along.
I am working very hard at paring down my nostalgic
side to prepare for the new, and to make way for
awesome creativity. The new year seems like a watershed
time, and I've never had more of a desire for order than
I do now.
Have a letting-the-unimportant-go-and-keeping-what-matters day.
