Friday, June 16, 2017

Back from the Oregon Trip


Image may contain: 1 person, smiling, ocean, sky, cloud, outdoor, nature and waterI have just come back from two weeks visiting Jesse and Sabrina in Oregon.  They live in Beaverton, a suburb of Portland.  This is my favorite picture of many, many pictures I have of the adventure.  I am fresh from the experience, and therefore full of new enthusiasm.  It's been wonderful to see the northwest, the one part of the country I thought I would never get to see.  I was treated like visiting royalty by my family, wined and dined beyond my wildest expectations.  We spent every day seeing the sights, visiting historic places, dining in every conceivable type of restaurant, touring museums, historic places, gardens, and monuments.  I became familiar with riding streetcars, buses, and trains with nonchalance.  I pushed buttons for walk signals, looked both ways crossing tracks, walked across bridges.  I stood on moving sidewalks in airports, presented boarding passes, went through security scans.  It was all quite wonderful, and, in a word I never thought I'd utter, "awesome."

Monday, May 29, 2017

Christmas in June



Amazing......after almost six months, the Amaryllis has finally blossomed.  It looks like several more are on the horizon as well.  I love this white one.........something I haven't seen before.  I hope the others open before I leave on my trip to Oregon at the end of the week, or if they don't, they will hold on until I return.  Since I took this picture this morning, another one has opened up, so now that it has started maybe the buds will all open right away.










This is me and my cousin Lorelei.  After being out of touch for most of our lives. she has reappeared.  This is the second visit we have had.  She and her friend Deb have come here twice and we have had a great time.  It's not a case of reminiscing, since we grew up pretty much apart, but we are hearing about each others' lives now, getting to know one another.  Her friend commissioned me to paint four paintings for her, and they came to pick them up today.   After all these years, it is great to to get acquainted.  I hope we will now remain in each other's lives.

Friday, April 28, 2017

Amaryllis Update

A few weeks ago I posted a picture of these two plants as they started to grow.  They were dormant for so long a less optimistic woman would have given them up for dead.  But now, here they are, six months later.  For awhile I thought they were thinking of blooming NEXT Christmas, but at the rate they are going now, I'm guessing it will be only a month or so.

I am completely unpacked now and settled back into my Eastport home.  I have not so far regretted my decision to stay here.  I have no idea if I have learned my lesson yet......will my desire to return to Bangor come around again?  It won't surprise me if it does.  For now, though, I'm glad I'm here.  I have even contemplated applying for membership in the Eastport Gallery again.  They are taking applications next weekend.  If I can convince myself to remain a member without trying to run things, I think it may be a good idea.  I doubt that I have been blackballed to the point that I will be refused admission.  Most of the people who were there and active while I was a member have left.  The ones who are still there may remember that my style as president was too heavy-handed...."my way or the highway:-)."  I have a reputation there as one who quits when crossed.  This is true.  I do not play well with others.

Perhaps if I take an oath of silence, that I will keep my opinions to myself, I will be accepted.  Either way it is probably a bad idea, come to think of it.  When have I ever been able to keep silent?

Thursday, April 20, 2017

Back to Square One

So I was all packed and ready to move to Bangor.  The housing authority called when I was out and told me my application had been accepted and to call back to make an appointment.  Meanwhile, I had decided to stay here in Eastport.  My ambivalence came to a head when we had a nice enough day that I decided to put the chickens back in their coop.  They have been in the basement since the window in the coop broke during a storm and the place filled with snow.  I will refrain from describing the mess I had to clean out. Suffice it to say that I had to shovel wet "mud" for two hours straight.  Then I replaced the window, put down clean bedding, returned the feeder and waterer to their proper places, and waited to see how the girls would react.  I didn't know what to expect, since they have not been in the coop for months.  Well, they were thrilled.  We all celebrated with a bag of Microwave popcorn, and I knew right then that I was not going to Bangor.  I love my life here.  I contacted my landlady, who told me that the house is mine as long as I want it.

Since then I have spent my time unpacking the boxes I had packed.  It has taken me weeks to do it, but things are pretty well organized again.  I took advantage of the situation and rearranged the rooms.  Change is what I crave, so I did it within the context of my newly beloved home.

Friday, April 07, 2017

Snowstorm

This, too is a post I failed to publish.  It's the one really big snowstorm we had this winter.  That's the lilac tree beside my front door.  We've had snow, but not very much.  It's about gone now, though the weather is still very cold. I'm  hoping  my quarter of a tank of oil will last until it warms up.

My Family

Apparently this is one of the many posts I wasn't able to publish during my absence from Blogging.  I like this picture because all of my animal family rarely are in the same room together.  On the left is Patrick, then on top of the cage is Leah,  The three birds are inside the cage,and Willy is on the couch in from of them.  All that's missing are the chickens.

Two Pastels

Most of my art supplies are packed, but I still have my pastels close at hand.  Whenever I use them,  I love them and think I will devote myself to them from now on.  Of course I never do.  But this is what I've done over the last three days.  The first one is from a picture of downtown Bangor that was in the newspaper the other day.  I copied it (without permission, of course), and did this small painting from it.  I like it, even though the drawing isn't all that great.  The other painting is done on a piece of craft felt I had bought weeks ago for another purpose.  I had been reading about different grounds for pastel so decided to experiment.  It was fun, but I don't think I'll repeat the exercise.....too soft and unforgiving.

Otherwise life crawls on as I wait for news.  I am in limbo, unable to see where I fit and increasingly ambivalent about the move.  I wait.

Saturday, April 01, 2017

Retarded Amaryllis

I got these bulbs as a Christmas present from my old friend Don in New Mexico.  I thought they were dead for quite awhile, but hope springs eternal.  They finally started to come to life a few weeks ago.  At this rate, they will bloom for next Christmas.

Monday, March 27, 2017

Try, try again


Well, I've tried every blog site I can find, and despite everything, this is still the best and easiest for me.  Somehow I managed to get this picture posted without any problem, so I'll try again. Copying my journal has proved to be too tedious.  Therefore, I'll pick up from the present.

This is a painting I'm working on of my friend Kendall's son-in-law and new baby.  The photo was so mysteriously appealing to me that I asked for a copy.  I looked forward to painting from it and have worked pretty steadily for three days.  Unfortunately, I'm too caught up in getting a likeness.......I've labored over the two faces until the context was lost.  I'll try to rectify that.

Meanwhile, I have been packing in anticipation of my move to Bangor.  I still don't know if I have been accepted by the housing authority that holds my fate in its judgmental hands.  Nevertheless, I assume the best and move ahead with optimism.  If it turns out that I have to stay here in Eastport, it won't be the end of world.  I've loved it here.  Still, there is the pull of going back to my roots, so to speak.  I feel a little like the elephant on a trek to the burial ground, but that makes some sense.  My history and the history of my family is there.  I grew up, married, and brought up my kids there.  My life in Eastport has been an extended vacation.

Saturday, January 21, 2017

Back for Another Try


I've tried many times to get back to this blog and found it impossible to post pictures, thereby abandoning the effort.  I have obviously finally figured out my mistake, so here I am again.  In the interim, I have been writing in my journal.  I have the idea to scan the pages and try to post them here to keep things up to date.  The content will be more personal and introspective, but certainly I have nothing to hide.  I want to cover the interval between the present and the last entry on this blog.  It's for my own sense of completeness that I do this.  I like to have a printed version of the blog, and the pictures are an important part of that.  So......here goes:

Well after trying for an hour, I finally figured out how to do this.  I have a new printer, which doesn't help.  This is the first scan I've tried.  It might be better to take a picture and then put it.  Whatever...that's all I can handle at the moment.  I leave it to Marilyn to sign off for today.