Today was a fairly easy, low key day, and tomorrow we have the morning off! Yipee! Add to that I painted today, and life is good. It was the first painting I have done for me in quite a few months…I improvised a little poem about it when we presented what we did:
A walk in the wild flowers,
Brings me back dizzy
With color.
Before I started painting I went out and photographed color. (An assignment my friend and colleague, Sabine, gave to her class.) When I came back the idea of painting nature was over powered by my desire to do one of my blind portraits of myself. I cried as I drew it when I realized how long it had been since I did one, and how long it has been since I have done art for art’s sake. Not to sell or for promotional purposes. Thank God!
Saw a film of the people from Sierra Leone that Carrie has been working with, as well as a film about an artist, Albert Acalay, who created thousands and thousands of paintings in his life time. He had escaped the concentration camps by telling them that he was young and had great things to do in his life yet… He died recently at age 90. He painted most every day until then. He said that he must put a paint brush in his hand every day, because he must. He also said something like, painting pinches me in the ass until I get going… Someday I hope to have a studio like his that I spend time in EVERY day!!!!
One of the wonderful things about this summer school is the relationships you create. I have a wonderful class. No big irritations between the members (yet), though we have two plus weeks to go! (Yet we were together for 3.5 weeks last year and got along for the most part.) You hang with these people every single day, morning, noon and night, they become family. I am very grateful. This year, to the best of my knowledge, we have people from: U.S., Canada, Switzerland, Germany, Norway, South Africa, Peru, Columbia, Egypt, Turkey, Palestine, Italy and Austria. I may be missing someplace… My classmate from Austria looks like he could be my brother! (My ancestors from my mother’s father’s side were from Austria.) Some day I would like to go check out my “roots” and the great thing about going to school here is that I have friends all over the world.
Time to get to bed. Though I have tomorrow morning off, breakfast is only served until 10:00 a.m. and breakfast is my absolute favorite meal here, so I don’t want to miss it! (This fabulous dense grain bread that I top with brie and jelly, a soft boiled egg, strawberry yogurt, amazing coffee, grapefruit juice… I have looked everywhere for this bread, it is so good, but I cannot find it in San Diego…)
Good Night!
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