Sometimes, in these days of unrest, I find my bliss in the simple movement of the palette knife filled with color and contrast. The swoosh of the arm and the exciting surprise as the end result is completely unexpected.
I wrote a couple of songs long ago that seem so current in my state of mind. the First was called:
"I am floating on the American River
On a Sunday Afternoon
No electricity to be a part of Off and On
Rama, Rama, Rama, Ram"
And the second started like this:
Country's my Home
I'm heading for the country and I know just why
Going to take away the city from the look in my eye
Ah Ha, Country's My Home
I know we are all waking each day hoping the world was "back to normal" yet the new normal we are all experiencing is all we have and so I keep discovering new ways to express