Our Inheritance

This is a small, quick sketch of our fairly large mantel clock with a fairly loud chime - and it chimes every fifteen minutes! The clock was my father-in-law's and now lives with us.

Wednesday's watercolor class met today, and everyone was working on some great paintings - landscapes, figures, house portraits, doors and windows . . .

I came across an old painting of a barn that I had done probably 30 years ago. I'd like to try it again and beef up the colors, correct the perspective, and improve the composition. I told the class that I would let them follow along with the re-do of the subject. Every time I try to correct the perspective, it throws off some proportions here and there. I wonder now what the barn really looked like in the first place. I have to come up with something by next Wednesday for class. Of course, if I don't know what it looked like, no one else does either, so anything goes.

I'm Back

I have nothing to show, but I am back.
We had an absolutely wonderful Christmas week with the local kids and the California kids, but the holiday ended sadly with the death of my father-in-law.

I am so glad that I journal almost every morning (thanks, Julia Cameron). Now I can read back over the entries of Christmas week and recall the great time we had while all the family was together. It had almost been snatched from my memory, but, thankfully, it is coming back. I am picking up Christmas things today and getting ready for this week's classes, and I'm savoring those holiday memories.

It is very cold here and the wind is blowing. The sun is shining and the Bay is dark blue. A nice day to stay inside and look out at it. I am just kind of nesting here and it feels good.