the stored honey of the human soul

Looking like I had swallowed a large watermelon in it’s entirety and armed with a note from the Clinic indicating my fitness to travel.  I set out for a final jaunt on the airplane to visit my family, and watch the annual sailing regatta. 


The plane was full, and decidedly uncomfortable, but fortunately only 2 hours long  - allowing me to grit my teeth, stuff my earplugs in and survive the journey.  There is something about airtravel, or maybe it’s the combination of having to catch a bus, to catch a ferry to get the air terminal in the first place in combination with the actual flight that makes me irritable.  But as much as I enjoy watching people do the things that people do there is something about air travel that gets under my skin and I am always so very grateful when I can slide into some blessed silence when I arrive at my destination.  Don’t talk to me, don’t look at me… in fact… don’t talk at all, and turn off the radio too would you?   

The feeling fortunately is short lived, and I whole heartedly enjoyed my visit.  I played with my one year old nephew for hours, I sat on the deck with my book and floated in an alternative reality where nothing could possibly go wrong in my life.  I soaked up warm weather and watched the sailboats go by.  It was an inspiration to life to be there, the kind of feeling where you are suddenly inspired to just live your life in the moment. To be who you are and enjoy all you’ve been given and more. 

DownWind Leg

©RiverWalker Arts 

I’m back now in the land of rain and fog.  The chill air that sucks the life out of summer and has caused my poor flower garden to rot rather than bloom.  But it is good to be home too – a few more days of work and then a year’s leave to focus on my newest family member.  The world is filled with adventure for those who are open to appreciate it. 

Life is a great big canvas, and you should throw all the paint on it you can.  ~Danny Kaye

a new career illustrating children's puzzles???

A quick update on the Mural...

Namely.. after some effort.. I’ve got a bit of a cartoon look going on –  maybe I should take up drawing for colouring books, or maybe designing children’s puzzles..  that being said I think overall this project will lend a splash of colour to the side of an industrial building.  

There is still work to do on it. But the fundamentals are all there.  This is a totally new medium for me.  I’m a watercolourist who dabbles in Pen & Ink.  So to take a whole new approach using something as absorbent as smooth plastic coated plywood... and an opaque medium like household latex  and I’m WAY out of my element...  now add to that the fact that the pigments aren’t very pure... meaning that the binders and fillers change the chemical reflection and absorption patterns which affect the final “colour” of the paint – making it difficult to mix colours or get the look one is going for.  Or maybe I’m just making excuses for myself.

I’ll let you decide for yourself. 

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