My son is college age now, not a little boy like in this art for children’s book “Grandpa Smiles” (about my dad, who died before my son was born, watching over him his whole life in spirit), but he still reminds me of this funny kid. Today he was getting his laundry done because we’re soon to disconnect our washer and dryer for transporting to the new house. I was confused about why he brought his large wheeled suitcase downstairs. The answer to this mystery was quickly resolved when he parked his luggage in front of the dryer, laid it down on its back, zipped it open and opened the dryer door directly over the opening. Then he scooped all of his freshly cleaned, unfolded, balled-up clothes from the dryer directly into his suitcase. That’s it. His clothes were packed! LOL! What does he care about wrinkles, right? He’s efficient, I have to give him credit for that. 😀
Father and son enjoying an autumn custom of cleaning out a pumpkin for carving (my husband and son, when he was little)… my son would put his face so close to whatever my husband was working on, lol. Fortunately this was just the part of cleaning out the pumpkin. This painting is for the new collection, a series that tells stories about the seasons of life and nature.
What is special about this new series is that more of my paintings will come from the heart and I’ll connect more personally to my art. That will show in my work, so I expect that some of my best pieces (to date, the best is yet to come!), will come from this collection. Whenever we put ourselves and what matters most to us into what we share with others, that special energy shines through in a way that is alive and recognized by others as an authentic human experience. Art is a language and when we tell our real life stories, we are understood in a way that goes beyond words.