6.01.2008

Painted Retreat

Here and there, I dabble in paint -- but it's been a really long time. I have begun to wonder if I can claim the title of artist in referring to myself. Are you an artist when you are not creating? I've switched my medium to prose -- instead of paint. However, it doesn't quite feel the same as getting messy in paint. So I decided it was time to recapture that messiness in my life.

I packed up my paints and headed for this B&B in a seaside town where artists used to retreat (before the New Yorkers moved in and changed everything) -- and I painted.

While the sun was still shining, I went to the gardens on the coast. I loved it so much that I bought a membership so that I could go back when it was actually in bloom. Spring comes late to Maine -- but it was lovely to sit on the rocks and paint. So I did. The image will not load for some reason onto Blogger. This is annoying only because I enjoyed this one the most. Oh well.

I went for a hike that afternoon and listened to Krista Tippett interview an academic about prayer -- which was perfect. I drove back to to the lovely B&B only to swerve off the road and paint this. (Yes, I know it's a church. It's not UCC sadly.)


And finally, I tried to paint the view from the B&B. I'm not sure if I recaptured my lost messiness. I did find something though. I know that much.

3 comments:

Teri said...

honey, you are awesome. :-)

Songbird said...

These are beautiful, and so are you.

Kilter said...

And your paintings ain't bad, either. In fact, I think they're great.