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Light and Conclusion ~ this is what I've been balancing out in my entire life weekly. In the painting of Allie, (Allie's Donation) what has been darkish, varying colors of dark. In this painting of Kate the reverse is true. When I wrote down my dream I did not see it before this morning. Fantasy: I see that a non pattern of darks; darker darks and milder darks. I am multiplying the picture. Today it is a pattern of lights ~ top lights, lighter lights and darker lights. Inversely proportional.



This dog flipped up into my life! And just when it looked like she might NOT be more successful, the bets were amped-up by her. Toward the end of the week I moved along to vacuum . This time she had been lying on a floor in my bedroom. So I informed her I went to close the doorway while I ran the vacuum. As soon as I returned 15 minutes later she had been under the bed shaking like a leaf. I let her stay there awhile. Checking on her behalf throughout the early hours, I finally coaxed out her. I put her and sat there to to the ground with her and held her while she churns.

Over the next few days we worked at getting to know eachother. Right into an afghan that has been on the floor, she squirmed out from my arms down between the back seats within the van on the road home. After we got home, she needed to keep there. At the house I found another afghan and put it down to her. Instantly she made the following nest. She's actually a nester.

Observe: this article is illustrated by 4 plein air paintings and could be obtained for re publication.
I took out the vacuum to clean up, the day after she came. As I took the vacuum out of try this site 19, I watched her out. The deck door was open and spying the vacuum, and she immediately slipped out. I went on vacuuming. Jim came in a little while later and asked where she had been. No-where! She'd disappeared! We spent the next hour searching the yard, surrounding woods and adjoining neighbors' yards.

"I really don't know very well what happened to you," I said out loud to her. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry it happened, whatever it had been." I lasted. I stroked her thoughts as I discussed. So that since I did I felt that my ego let go of whatever it had been that had retained me doing, doing , doing before I thought I'd drop. We allow it move together.
In my birthday, then I painted both of these quick paintings of Sneekers now. She had been sitting on my settee ~ a thing I never permitted your dog! I had to paint fast because positions shifted regularly. So that I used alizarin crimson to draw on her silhouette immediately, directly onto the 20, the sofa is brick-red. By the time I had the shapes in, she had moved. I reacted by softly blocking within the colors.
At the kennel we met with that the dog Jim wanted me to visit. There was small dog, 'Honey,' A shy at a kennel with yet another dog. She looked with a face that was cute rounded, small like a puppy. Reading her card we discovered she was two years of age ~ fullgrown! This pooch was 2-4 pounds a dueschund/labrador mixture. She intimidates us both. Hi, I agreed Jim made structures to carry her home to see if Kate would approve.

The obelisk Jim and I'd constructed just last weekend has been full of tomato and cucumber blossoms. I sat while I painted lazy to stand, I thought to myself. I set up a canvas than I utilize en plein air. This one is 203 x 243, maybe not huge but larger than the 9 x 12s I utilize.
Nesting is at. It appears I am always caught doing something. Sit down and be still? Hard for me to imagine that being done by me.


As I was painting, a neighbor paddled together with his two children to my painting. They ceased to grab a bass or two. I brushed them into the film without even thinking whether I really wanted them there or never! The sun moved lower in the sky and I felt the necessity. Most of the garden was now in darkness.
Back at your house, 'Sneekers', as we had begun calling her to get her paws ~ was curled upwards at a new nest supporting Jim's personal desk. There isn't much space back there between the desk and wall of windows. Just a passageway to get and a pile of wires in!
Katie just isn't getting any younger. I've been thinking since she was adopted by us 14 decades back of painting. I finally achieved this this week! I have been intrigued by her white white coloring, and imagined painting an antique ivory with her.

As each day passed I spent more and more time with her, coaxing her out from her nest. Slowing down me, I figure. I didn't feel much so that I painted a view of my vegetable garden and place outside my easel on the deck.


Jim wanted me to see and returned to express he'd ceased at the SPCA, as I ended painting up Kate. Reluctantly, I went. One was outside front getting clipped and brushed, when we came. Fur and dog litter was! We went. "No way," I thought to my ego.






I then moved and got a second canvas. This time she stayed snoozing a little longer. Afraid she could move
I continued at the pace that was speedy. I enjoyed this one's gestural quality. "So what if my sofa isn't very pink?" Without needing to live with this, this way I can have a couch! Sleeping there on my own spot on the settee she lasted teaching me the way to playwith. The thing she is sleeping is that a pillow I made 35 years ago. I let her sleep on it I enjoyed painting it! I myself am a hard case, I admit. Transforming a workaholic? FAITH ... plays a lady! I figure that an old dog CAN learn new tricks.

Now is my birthday I could tell him how old I'm now, when Dad called to wish me Happy Birthday! "Think about this before you buy the other dog," I cautioned my Self.
This fantasy allow me to see what has been going on weekly! Between your paintings and also the dog ~ my life has now been balancing, inverting my perspective! I personally played. I played the vision ... letting the kayak of youngsters fishing input into my world without believing concerning if it'd upset my world or not! I let the match I played on my canvas of life in my vegetable garden.