7/22/18

Back to blogging for the first time in years. A recap: tripped on some plastic and broke my left wrist at work. Try as I might , I can not recall crossing paths with a black cat ,breaking a mirror , walking under a ladder or stepping on a crack in the sidewalk but it would be of some comfort to be able to pin a streak of bad luck on something as simple as that.
My art has become , more than ever , about color, texture and design. As the environmental impact of every human action has become tied to climate change, I have sought to create art in a way that is sensitive to that issue. My personal work to date uses paint left over from my art education job. While not truly zero impact , it is at the moment, the best that I can do.  
My dad remains an ardent artist in his own right, working in his sketchbook every day. 
Long time friend Grace passed away unexpectedly :pictured here with my last letter to her/left unsent. She loved tea bag tags and I was about to update her on the progress of the new second Avenue subway line and the wonderful public art that graced its stations. 
Brothers Inky & Toughie passed within months of each other. 
I took up hiking :its lovely to be outside as the seasons roll in and out and its fascinating meeting new people and hearing their stories. 
I continue to play with light as a medium as it has an interesting message all its own. 
The wait continues at the church of Our Lady Of Peace. 
July 30/August 1 will mark the third anniversary = 1095 days and counting. 
I inherited a love of quotes from my grandfather.
Several have been on my mind of late. 
They say : "Patience is a virtue". 
They say : "He who hesitates is sometimes saved". 
They say :  " It is possible to live happily in the here and now. So many of the conditions of happiness are available -more than enough for you to be happy right now. You don't have to run into the future in order to get more. "
For the moment, that sounds like a good place to end .