On the Road


“I just won’t sleep,” I decided. There were so many other interesting things to do.” 

Jack Kerouac, On the Road

At 3:00 a.m. I am awake. This is not unusual. I often wake in the dark of night before a long road trip. The weekend wedding was a deeply rewarding family time for me, but now I must return to Texas and resume work in the arts and education. I am always grateful to have a life waiting for me back home.

Soon I’ll be posting about Edom Festival of the Arts, one of my genuine highlights of the year on the art calendar. The setting is beautiful rolling pastureland and barns, with throngs of art patrons looking for a good time under the east Texas skies. Art, music and food will fill the Saturday and Sunday hours with pleasure.

By the time you read this I will be feeling Jack Kerouac’s call of the road and singing Walt Whitman’s “Song of the Open Road.” At the end of my journey, hopefully, I will have some new art images to post along with new ideas to explore.

Thanks always for reading.

I make art in order to discover.

I journal when I feel alone.

I blog to remind myself I am not alone.



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