Good morning!
How are you? Are you feeling the 2020 Effect? The one that makes you
feel like everything is a little off kilter? The one that leads you to
hold every plan loosely? The one that makes normal, everyday, common
annoyances seem bigger than they are?
I hope you're enjoying a gorgeous Autumn. After an unexpected, early
snow (with very cold temps for three days) on the tail end of Labor Day
weekend, we've settled into some glorious days, for which I'm very
thankful.
I wish we could sit down and have a proper visit. I have a million
thoughts chasing each other around in my head. I keep trying to catch
one and write to you about it, but I can't seem to get any of them to
hold still, let alone line up nicely.
I feel about as scattered as the dry leaves blowing around in the yard.
Skittish and fluttery. Not a stable thought to be found. Lists and more
lists to no avail, because I keep misplacing them.
Or the plans on the lists get changed at the last minute because of all
sorts of unexpected happenings. It's ok, but I've begun to call it the
2020 Effect. You know, where you say "Of course! It's 2020!"
Every day seems like I'm going at near break-neck speed, barely getting
the things done that I need to. I can't tell if I'm actually doing
more, or if it just feels like it. Know what I mean?
I know I painted a Quick Draw at a local fundraiser. It was supposed to
be online but got changed at the last minute, to an in person event
with very limited guests. Not what I had anticipated, but fun.
I did get another commission painted, framed and delivered. That was
according to plan.
I've entertained guests from downstairs at least once a week. Somewhat
planned and executed.
We've had kids and grandkids come visit on two separate weekends (both
unexpected, but fun).
I attended a three day painting workshop in Cody (sandwiched between
the visits from kids) where the smoke from fires was so thick you could
stare at the sun without harm. The workshop was great, but not what I
had expected. Hmmm....
And I sent Duane packing. For an elk hunting trip that is. Which turned
out to be not a bit like either of us expected. It was an adventure,
but not what we thought it would be. The 2020 Effect strikes again.
I'm happy to say one of my paintings I submitted to the Mountain Oyster
Club Show was accepted. But not the one I thought was a sure thing. Not
complaining, just saying ....
So, all that to say I don't have a solid thing to tell you about or a
new painting to show you. I'm chalking it up to it being 2020.
Maybe you're feeling your own version of the 2020 Effect too. I
couldn't stand to send you a letter without some sort of visual joy and
reminder of the beauty we're surrounded by.
I found myself smiling and relaxing as I chose these favorites to share
with you. They're a few of my favorite paintings, all of which are
available.
March Skies Over Alcova
March Skies Over Alcova
Summer Cloudburst
Summer Cloudburst
I love the drama and power displayed in Wyoming skies. Some days are as
clear and blue as can be. And then a cold wind and storm can blow up
seemingly out of nowhere.
That happened once on a picnic in Saratoga. We were out on an abandoned
ranch place, enjoying a 70 degree spring day. When we headed home we
got a flat tire and for some reason we didn't have what we needed to
change it.
We started walking the many miles back to the main ranch when the
weather changed and the rain came. It was a good lesson in being
prepared.
Getting The Hay In
Getting The Hay In
Autumn Dance
Autumn Dance
Someday I'm going to paint a painting and call it Farewell to Summer. I
love that term. I read it in one of the Anne of Green Gables books. It
was a nickname for the wild Asters that bloom this time of the year.
Autumn Dance, and Getting The Hay In, seem like the bookends to
Farewell to Summers.
These last two, Cows In The Shade, and Creamer and Fruit, seem
unrelated, except that I like them both a lot. I guess that makes them
related.
Cows in the Shade
Cows in the Shade
Creamer and Fruit
Creamer and Fruit
Creamer and Fruit makes me think of Thanksgiving. That can't be bad.
Cows in the Shade makes me remember the day I painted it. I was in the
yard of a pink house, down the road. It was very hot and it made me
imagine how cool the shady grass must have felt to the cows under the
tree.
So, there you have a few scattered thoughts and some of my favorite
paintings.
In the days ahead I hope to make some changes to my website. I can add
video to the site and even to my letters. I have to learn how though. I
have a big list of things to work on.
But most of all, I hope to have some more paintings to share with you.
Until then, I hope you're well and safe and hopeful and counting your
blessings. And I hope you feel better (even if you weren't feeling bad)
than you did before you got this. I know I feel lots better!
Take care,
Ginny
"I am seeking. I am striving. I am in it with all my heart."
- Vincent van Gogh
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