It has been several weeks since I last constructed a blog post. It sure feels good to be back in the writer's chair! My dad went into the hospital about 2 weeks ago, had surgery and is home now. I have been helping out my folks since he went in. Keeping my mom happy though that time has been a full time job. Now that he is home, there is plenty to be done. I have realized a few things during the last couple of weeks.
1. I am officially part of the "Sandwich" generation - those with young children and aging parents.
2. Life is rather fragile, you never know what can happen at any given time.
3. Art will get me through anything.
The "Bee Happy" illustration along with several other very detailed bugs are the products of my need to work during this time. Losing myself in the details of a new piece of art helps me to deal with just about any crisis. Something interesting happens while I am drawing or painting...although I am concentrating on what I am doing, I can still carry on a conversation, listen to the radio or the kids and so forth. Unlike writing, which requires a whole lot more concentration on my part.
The act of drawing has a calming effect on me. I have never smoked, taken drugs, or drank to excess. Art is all I need to bee happy!