The boat will arrive in less than two hours to pick me up, and I considered dashing out one more painting to round out the collection at twenty, but what is the significance of a number? I’m pleased that I managed nineteen in six days. I plugged in the gas-powered generator to churn out my two cups of coffee, and decided that painting #19 would feature my daily coffee cup.
Before packing them away, I sat down at the conference table in my dwelling and took one more look at the body of work I cranked out this week, wrote for awhile in my journal, and then decided it was time to sit outside and do nothing as I wait for my ride.
So long for now, and a thousand “thank yous” to all of you who kept me company this past week.
Thanks always for reading.
I paint in order to remember.
I journal when I feel alone.
I blog to remind myself that I am not alone.