
Ever have something you really want to do but just don't stop long enough to make it happen? It is a classic state of affairs with me. Somehow there is always too much to do to take the time out for such frivolity. Of course I know it isn't unimportant to explore these types of interest. But to actually take the initiative and carve out a piece of the calendar was a big challenge for me. I'm happy to say though --after more years than I care to admit of wishing/wanting to... I am finally taking an oil painting class.
A few weeks ago I remembered to take my camera with me. The above photo is the "classroom"- it is actually in my teacher's home. As you can see the easels (only 6 in a class) are set-up along a wall of windows which overlooks the teacher's lovely tropical garden and canal water way which leads out to a fresh water lake. Sitting by the window I am often distracted by the wildlife of geese, herons, ducks and egrets making use of the canal.
Painting has become as therapeutic for me as gardening. For my first canvas (surprise-surprise)I chose to replicate a photograph of my own garden. The two and a half hours of class flies by ... before I know it the time has come and gone.
Pulling into the driveway for class today I had to wait for this happy group of Snow Geese to waddle out of the way. They were reveling in the sprinkles of some much needed rain we are receiving.