Good Morning Sunshine!

Thoughts, just thoughts today.

Good Morning! Coffee at the right, but rainy outside. Ah, fall rains. That is what fills the water tables! Today is Saturday, and the ritual of Jimmy the milkman has happened, and a package from Amazon. New Dr. Scroll’s. It is time to cover the toes up! The flip-flops do not cut it anymore and should be thrown out. Will I? Naw___why is it that we don’t follow through? The possible need for them? Well, I was inspired to buy new shoes because the flip-flops made my feet feel tired. The answer may be to buy a new pair of flip-flops! LOL. In this, I am not unusual. Many of us hang on to things for one reason or another. As long as it does not smell or become moldy we are generally good with it. Though things may collect dust and we may wonder why we did hang onto it later on. My house has less of that now but it is not the Sears & Roebuck, fresh look with everything in its place! I am reminded of a friend who said to me, “When you die, what do you want on your headstone? “She kept a clean house! Or “She was an artist, writer, poet.” I thought about this for days! And I changed my behavior of putting the house so thoroughly first. I began to write and find ways to do art. I was far happier.

I discovered that I could change my home to work for me. It was very hard to be an artist or a writer and be the farm wife with three kids. Those days were sparse until all kids were in school. Then there was a bit more time for me. The problem was I did not know any other artists or writers. Those I did run across called doing their art a hobby. I did not want my art to be a hobby. I longed to go to art school. I imagined I would learn the business end of art. NO! That did not happen. I would learn that later when I ran across a woman called Catherine Orer who had worked in the world of art; at Christie’s. She saw the need for artists to have support, and that there were many questions to be answered about how they personally could sell their work. Finally, I had answers! I learned a great deal and began to develop a plan around an art form I began developing in 2011. I felt it could help a lot of people, but that I needed to understand the process, so to explain it. I began to learn its possibilities.

I was reading the Gazetteer one day and saw that a gentleman named David Greenham was looking for local artists. The Maine Art Commission had him and his wife establish an art community in the middle of the state where there was nothing for the artist there. We had many well-known artists hiding in the fabric of central Maine, and some were on board with helping unknown artists to see art was more than a hobby. That a gallery could happen, events could be planned that made life more, and far richer. Quickly I jumped on board as a part of The Pro Arts Gallery. That was wonderful! David and his wife became involved with other projects like musicals, things that made the community more than it had been art-wise. The point here is we can change the world, and we can make an impact. Those impacts can help ourselves as well as others.