painting a 65 year old memory

I was commissioned to paint this house (above). This photograph was taken last summer. It was once owned by my aunt when she was a child. Her family moved out of this home when my aunt was about 7 years old. The hardest part of the commission was…i was to paint it as she remembered…

peace changes like the wind

Maybe if i remembered that emotions, hormones, seasons, money, children, sleep are always changing, i can learn to change with them, or at least, remind myself to bend a little more.  is time the constant & always marches on? No, i don’t think so… time can drag, it can pass us by, we can run…