Where would you like to be today?..

I would love to be floating in warm salt water with waves crashing on a shore of pink sand. My dreams are full of comfort and cool breezes. But I must get back to reality. I am in my cozy spot at the table sharing a view of my back yard and its newly planted flowers and I am again delaying my work and trying to come up with another idea for painting my new wrapped canvas.

I will attempt to cover that canvas with pretty somethings or dark beauties or even the blue aqua sea but it all depends on my imagination.

Bringing out the inside of me to the canvas is, as I have said before, a dance. Good dance or bad it must happen in order to be authentic. I struggle with Authentic which means being true, real, alive and full of expression. I have ideas and sometimes there are too many; but one idea must stick.

Aha!!! I've got one but it is not what I thought it would be; I start tomorrow.

Flowers not yet blooming, dandelions not yet spewing fluffy floating seeds, the smell of course black dirt and trees clad in the darkest green yet. They call and say, have me on your painting, have me.

These are the Wisteria that won the privilege to be painted on this screen. I have given it to my oldest daughter in hopes that it will last a long time and always remind her of Spring.

Ready? Set? Go?