Eclectic Art Moments

sold It snowed all day. Every bit of land was covered with shiny white crystals. A beautiful, serene, pure landscape! This is when I  decided to disturb this peaceful image by taking my bike to colorful fantasy trail. While mixing colors, my eyes stayed fixated on the majesty of nature through my window. Joyful site, accompanied by the 1st movement of Mozart's piano concerto number 24. Reality and mind, what a contrast!

Just having fun with my new paint.

Painting remains the answer

 sold Nature is happy. It is beautifully dressed in flamboyant colors just to share its fervor. Year after year, it never fails to amaze me wherever I go in this part of the world. 

Is that normal she asked, mother and daughter getting along so well and spending so much time together, laughing till they cry and crying till they laugh? She does have a way of making it so much harder! Yes it's me and it's my daughter and I can't describe exactly the feeling that is tormenting me. It's more of a state of mind oscillating between pride and happiness on one side and  profound sadness on the other. The countdown started and she will be moving to college. In my mind, I was pushing that moment away for over a year, just when the common app started. How did she grow up so fast exactly? Today I just want to look back at a month vacation I spent with her this summer at the beach. The most precious time ever. I was able to know her more as a young lady, focused on her future plans, happy, full of life, talkative, witty, artisitc, multi-talented, talkative (did I say it already?) In fact, she can talk to me in different languages or different acc...

 In my recent visit to my mom, I was walking down the long hallway  when my eye spotted  a framed charcoal drawing of a lady in a long black dress. I looked closer and found my mom's initials. I asked my brother about it. He found it not too long ago, along with a few other paintings and drawings of hers. My mamma used to draw and paint and she used to enjoy it a lot. My mamma used to enjoy many activities but life changed her. It saddens me deeply to see that she lost interest in many many things in life, while she still is in her seventies. A few days later, I brought a drawing pad and charcoal pencils and sat  on one side of the living room where she was. I pulled a table and started drawing a random mosaic design . What are you doing she asked? I am drawing. Would you like to join me? Me???? nooooo. Why not? I handed her a paper and a charcoal pencil that used to be her favorite. She drew an incomplete face in a rush and gave it back to me ...