Imagine my delight on receiving an e-mail from a publisher in Australia, telling me that they would like to use this painting for a book cover and asking for a high resolution photo.
Once before they used one of my paintings, so I thought that this was great. I will be getting famous one day! Or something.
Well, weeks passed and I heard nothing and eventually e-mailed them to find out what had happened. Apparently the Graffic designer had done the cover and when they showed it to the author, he then showed it to several other people. Eventually deciding that “It would not work with the mix”
So there goes a couple of bob and my fame and fortune.
Remember: You can’t judge a book by it’s cover – OR, You can’t cover a book until it is judged.
How often have we heard those words? If only I had listened to my parents, If only I had waited, If only I had not said that, If only we had left earlier, If only I had reacted to that inner voice. If only we had not made that bad investment.
If only, if only, if only.
That is over. The one thing we can never get back is TIME.
What ever was done, was done, the main thing is to get over it and carry on with your life. Remember: Yesterday is history, Tomorrow is a mystery, only TODAY is the present and we have to appreciate this present, a gift from above, and use it to the full. No recriminations. Forgive yourself and move on.
Below is a painting which painted itself. An inner yearning to visit Italy again. Shall we make it our goal for 2017? Then there can be no “If Only’s”
What is on YOUR bucket list for next year?
While I was exhibiting my art at our local Mall, one of the shop assistants, a young boy probably under 20 came in to browse.
He told me that he loved bicycles and had a dream that he would one day live in a big house and own a bike. He asked if I could paint a picture for him to look at every day.
The house had a big door and the bike stood outside, just waiting to be used.
I came up with this little one.
It is not often that young people realise that visualisation is so important in working towards your goals and dreams. I would not be surprised if he does achieve his dream one day. But in this country, would suggest that he works for the government instead. Huge salaries if you move up the ladder. Then he will get his big house. Probably will exchange the bike for a fancy car too. Dreams with passion become possible.
At the moment we are in a severe drought situation in South Africa. One sees doom and gloom and food and veg prices increasing astronomically. It is quite hard to not get into the rut of complaining about it all, when there is little one can do to change it.
SO: I have decided to paint a series of pictures depicting water and hopefully these paintings will bring some comfort and peace to those viewing them.
This Diptych of a forest pool is available singly or together.
"Forest Pool 1&2" acrylic, 30x40cm each R650 each or R1250 for the pair.#3895 and #3896.
Once again Mr Murphy has had the last word. I was just getting my website sorted out and finding out how to copy and paste things all over the place when my renewal for my hosting became necessary.
With our horrendous exchange rate of R16+ to the dollar, it was just too pricey to continue with an American host for my site.
Fortunately, one can transfer your hosting and I did so, to a South African site which was much cheaper. BUT…and this is where Murphy stepped in again. The back up which my computer lady did for my site, disappeared into the ether. It had never happened to her before.
Well, now about 10 days later, I am a little sadder and wiser. I am learning all over again how to download, label and allocate my photos. I need to get my paintings ‘out there’, but it is becoming a huge task.
Still don’t know what Widgets are and how to use them. Do I need this at 76? Yes, I am heading for 104 so I guess I have time to learn. I so admire people like Georgie Moon who just publish daily and find all sort of interesting people and blogs to follow.
I think I will stick to painting. It’s what I do,and as I only started at 60, I have a lot to catch up on. This is close to where I live. Would you not also want to paint it?
Check out more paintings on my almost sorted out website:
On Thursday afternoons I pack up my keyboard and take myself off to our local Frail Care Centre to make music for the oldies. When I get there, the ladies and a few gents are already seated in THEIR places…….and woe betide anyone who sits in the wrong place.
We set up the keyboard, greet everyone with a hug and a little chat and then we sing to anyone who has or is having a birthday that week.
We have been fortunate to have had special books printed with songs that we found the old folk remembered. Vera Lynn songs from the war time, the younger oldies, know songs from the shows, and the even younger ones, identify with Andrew Lloyd Webers music…Some of it..
We had a break over Christmas and this week I went again. I was shattered to see one lady who had been hale and hearty two weeks before Christmas was wheeled in in a wheel chair. This particular lady always looked as though she had stepped out of a magazine. At 96 she still dressed beautifully, hair always perfect and a lovely smile when you greeted her. She was quite lucid and could hold an intelligent conversation. A real gem.
It was such a shock to see her this week. Apparently she had fallen in her bedsitter a couple of times and now had to be moved into Frail Care proper. From a room with all her belongings and precious things, to a room no more than 2.5m x2.5m. containing a bed a straight chair a table and a cupboard. All this on the south side of the building with no sun and a view of another building. ZERO stimulation. What can they do except stare at the ceiling? SUCH a sadness to see someone regress like that.
The nurse aide seated her in her usual chair. She did not know why she was there or what she should do. Eventually we started singing. At first she was miles away, later I noticed the foot tapping and before the end of the sing-song she was joining in with the songs she knew. What a blessing it is to be able to share with them and love them. It truly is a case of: “If music be the food of love…play on!”