I’ve lost count; not of my birthday cards; of my paintings.
Today seemed like as good a time as any to do something about the overflow engulfing the mantle, and dresser. I tried sorting and counting. But just when I thought all were properly arranged, I’d find one I had squirreled away.
13 small square paintings
lost count of the 5×7 boards
I counted way too many 8×10’s . . .
Trust me . . . there is more where these came from! I’ve done over . . . Oh so many.
You see why I lost count.
It seems that the advice Doug’s mother gave about birthdays works well with my paintings:
If You’ve Lost Count: Celebrate – Don’t Count
Although the card from our banker got my attention – fortunately they penned a friendly message, wishing me joy and laughter.
DEEPEST SYMPATHY?!
Here’s me and a friend celebrating today I am on the right side of the sod
I was young and foolish then; now I am old and foolisher. ~Mark Twain, A Biography
One thing all these paintings are teaching is l love color! And light. And Simplicity.
There are two ways of spreading light; to be
The candle or the mirror that reflects it.
~Edith Wharton, “Vesalius in Zante (1564),” Artemis to Actæon and Other Verse, 1909