Oh Sunday, you're lovely.
There's sunshine and birds. The coffee is creamy delicious. The cats nap like little lazy lions on the floor. Besides the machine gun rifts peppering the air from the spare room (where my number one Love wrecks HOURS of havoc upon digital soldiers in some imaginary video war), the sounds are sweet and light.
I am so calm-like, I can ignore the televised destruction and drag my paints out from the closet. It's an easy day of finishing. I varnish and coat the sides of my canvases with a dark wash.
Officially officially I finished my painting today...it's been awhile. I keep looking at it. Tilting my head. Trying to detach from it. But I'm kind of sort of in love with it, so objectivity is out of reach.
It's a small piece and I'd show you, but really it's part of a four-part series. I want you to see the overall vision. And also, truth be told, I'm a tad insecure. One wayward comment could wreck me. Not that I don't trust you, I do, but I don't trust me. I misread and analyze and I can't risk it. The paint is too fresh.
Dave and I are dating now; it's dinner and a movie tonight. I am going to go toss on a summer dress and brush out the tangles in my hair.
Oh Sunday, Sunday. I'm loving you loving me.
4 comments:
Be brave and keep painting, keep writing, keep creating! It only needs to please you and no one else.
I miss Sundays! The weekend here is Thursday / Friday, but Friday NEVER feels the same as a Sunday :0(
It is good to hear you and your husband are dating. I've been married 15 years in October, and we have a "date" night at least one night a week, during the week. It's mainly going out to dinner, because otherwise we cook a nice meal at home and this gives us a break. Before when my stepdaughter was still at home and in school, we still did it either with her or without her.
Dont be afraid to put yourself out there babe...you're already doing that with this blog...just tell yourself that you are not going to let fear keep you from sharing what you love to do. I think its funny how you gave the old "its not you, its me" speech on this topic...lol
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