What I wanted to do was to paint sunlight on the side of a house.
Edward Hopper
It wasn’t a good day. After a couple of days of progress in the hospital that led physicians to speak of Dad’s transfer to rehab, he suddenly took a turn for the worse. Today was the second bad day, and my sister and I fought off despair. Dad seemed to stabilize this afternoon, so we left, and I took a long walk through the High Ridge neighborhoods. Suddenly, looking up near sundown as I passed through an apartment complex, I saw something that immediately reminded me of one of Edward Hopper’s iconic paintings. I took the photo with my phone, and now I sit at my sister’s dining room table tonight and begin to paint after a hiatus that has gone on I don’t know how long.
Second Story Sunlight
The act of painting has rescued me tonight. I’ll rise early in the morning and visit Dad, hoping for some kind of progress.
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Recollections 54 The Art of David Tripp 