is on a hill in the center of a peninsula in Frenchmans Bay. So the past year and a half has had some stresses, moving and changing jobs with three weeks notice, searching for and finding a home in a pretty tough market, loosing our two precious collies to old age, and getting a puppy...
This morning Jackie, our new puppy, and I drove to Schoodic where we walked and I tested a new set up using a cigar box pochade in the car, it was 9 degrees out. Schoodic is just a few minutes away, and each time I go, it gets me in the mood to paint.
I read a post on Facebook last week, someone was wondering if anyone blogged any more, and the response was that it has become another way of journaling, blogging for yourself basically. Reading my past posts was such fun today, I have decided to continue, just once a week and mostly to keep myself accountable in the pursuit of my art. I will have to learn to use my iPad to make posts....I hope my journey will spark some interest for others not to give up
