From pelicans to Turkish carpets, this day held everything. A quick trip to Galveston Island with my collectors and good friends was absolutely lovely. They even bought me a bouquet of wildflowers from Moon Dog Farms, as well as a scrumptious lunch at Katie’s Seafood House – the new restaurant adjacent to Katie’s Seafood Market, where the fish is so fresh they’ll tell you what boat it came off that day. I also got new Melissa shoes at Tangerine, a new skirt, and a new book on the Kempner family which I will read for research.
You might wonder where the Turkish carpets came into play. That was later, in Houston, and quite a different story.
Today the sun came out. There were still some scattered showers in the evening, but we were all able to go to MoNique’s solo show, where she did live fire painting among other things! I also finally got to see my friend who inspired the Betty and Edna story, after several weeks of her being away, and we were able to celebrate her birthday and properly catch up. After all the excitement, I’m pretty tired, but it’s been a good day and I’m very happy with how interesting my life is nowadays.
Today I was feeling rather tense. I decided to take a short swim, and it turned out that it was just what I needed. The day was still hot, which I love, but it held a newfound kind of freshness, an ever so subtle hint of seasons changing. The water was warm and there were a few fallen leaves floating in it. It was a glorious time to swim. The water glimmered just so, it danced in darker hues cut through by undulations of light. I’ve always liked the patterns of pool water, the aqua blue spots, the bright silver lines cutting through. It’s a beautiful thing to look at, and it’s a beautiful thing to paint. But I’d never seen the rainbows before. There are tiny rainbows hidden in the corners of the ripples of light, right where they intersect. Betty would have surely seen that, because Betty has a talent for noticing things. I felt like the rainbows, or rather the ability to see them, were a gift from her.
Later, much later, I walked Holly through our neighborhood and we saw the night heron who lives in one of the trees. I hadn’t seen him in a long time, and now he was standing in the middle of the side walk. Such a beautiful, magical creature! I felt that this encounter, too, was a gift from Betty.
Today I painted a white pelican. I also applied Alexander Ross, the carousel horsie onto a wooden panel with a background painted the color of John’s walls. I edited some more of the Galveston ghost story, made turkey meatballs, did laundry, listened to an audiobook. It was a rather uneventful day, and I allowed myself to take it easy. Tomorrow I’ll make sure to go to the gym!
Today’s painting is another one that changes in different kinds of light. I was really attracted to the grace of the predator bird, and the way its white feathers shone in the darkness.
It rained pretty hard today, then it got cool. The dog and I enjoyed a long walk at sunset, then another longer walk after dark. It was a quiet kind of day – one that stretched endlessly in a way my days hardly do anymore because I’m so busy with things I like doing. I realize it’s probably the first time in my life that more people seek me out than I can actually spend time with. It’s a bit disconcerting but overall a good feeling.