Ukraine remains close in my memory. Most mornings when I take a shower, I quickly wet down, turn off the water and soap up. I's a ritual that reminds me how I lived for many months without hot water and still had a wonderful life. As I start my day, It keeps me mindful of others round the world who may not even have water. And as my young friend, Bob, says, "It's green too!"
I have been trying to spend time most weeks on art. This summer I joined others at the Chevy Chase Community Center just to do art together for a few hours. Wonderfully, it has encouraged me to try new things and to grow in my abilities. Last week the Center's Director invited me to submit a proposal for a class this Fall. I think I will do it. I always enjoy teaching and nothing is better for learning than to have students.
It's amazing how you get to meet people and discover fellow artists. The landscape consultant for my coop association happened upon my patio. I had been meaning to contact him but hadn't gotten around to it. There he was as I was finishing my morning oatmeal.
He complimented me on cleaning up the weeds from the perennials and creating new flower beds. I told him about my Maine garden and how I was so excited now to have a space in the city where I could still garden.
We talked gardens for a long time. I mentioned a few shrubs that needed trimming. He asked if I needed more mulch. We were like two kids who just discovered common interests. The real surprise was as he was leaving and with one foot over the half wall ready to walk away, he said that he dabbled into a little watercolors.
Well! That relaunched our conversation. I invited him inside. I showed him pictures including one that I recently entered into a competition. I told him it was a first for me and while I did not expect to win, it was great to have the confidence to put a painting of mine out there. He understood completely.
|Here's the picture I submitted. |
While I did not win, it is posted along with many other entrants. I am very pleased.
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