A Good Summer Read, Pencil Sketch
I woke up yesterday morning shocked to see our outdoor thermometer was reading MINUS SIX degrees. Brrrrr! This morning we woke to a veritable heat wave - one degree Fahrenheit. This has been a long, cold winter. While we haven’t had a ton of snow, it has been cold - very cold - and these old bones are becoming less tolerant of frigid temperatures.
Were it not for the fact that we’d just fed Penny the last of her kibble, this past weekend would have been spent entirely inside. That, however, would not be the case as I donned my warmest coat, hat, scarf and gloves, heading to the grocery store for dog food and pot roast fixins while leaving Tom at home to install the new kitchen (ceramic tile) countertop.
Our kitchen renovations are almost complete, but for now we’re preparing our meals in a small corner of the kitchen and washing any dirty dishes in the bathroom sink. I would not be deterred by this setup and once home with provisions set about preparing a small pot roast with onions, carrots and red potatoes. All afternoon - as I loaded and reloaded the wood stove - we enjoyed the aroma of the hearty feast we would be sharing later that evening and again tonight.
In spite of the bitter cold temps, it was a good weekend and finally this afternoon I settled in with my pencils and paints in a attempted to restart my creativity. Looking back, I can see that it’s been almost a month since I’ve exercised my creativity in any significant way. I know that these things ebb and flow. It’s unavoidable - this is real life and there are times when other things just take priority.
The thing is, I always come back to the art, it’s where I find peace and when I’ve been away so long it’s like reuniting with an old friend. It feels good and there’s lots to say. That’s how I feel today as I sketch and paint. I’m rusty, but I’m back “talking” to my old friend and it feels good.
Tags: pencil drawing