Okay, for now there's only one. I feel a tinge of embarrassment about this lonely number and even some remorse over the fact it's taken me so long to complete "The Mural In Progress" especially since I began the thing in early summer (of this year, at least).
You see, aside from the fact that my darling husband has been extremely patient with the mess, I've discovered a piece of me that doesn't want to finish the painting. I'll explain.
When I was but a wee lass, I craved creativity in whatever shape or form I could get me little fingers around. As I grew into a young teen I tried my hand at painting and was so disappointed with the results, I put my brushes away for a very long time. Over the years, I'd dabble, still disappointed and fearful someone might look at something I'd created and remark in the negative.
Well...I've gotten to the point where I've learned life is short (as am I) and there's a lot to be said for the process. The practicing and honing of the craft. The forgiving myself when it's not as perfect as I planned. The acceptance of others' opinions, good or bad.
It's a dodgy life as an artist and creative person.
If you'd like to read about how the pen & ink drawing originally came about, click here.
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