First Painting After Surgery

"A Pair" 4 x 4 inches, Oil on Gessoboard

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This piece is a little more colorful than usual for me. Maybe I still have some anesthesia in the brain. I love the stuff they give IV just before they roll you in the Operating Room. I ponder how these anesthesiologist's stay sober. What a temptation they face every day. They are special gifts to mankind and most of them are humble.

One of the two that worked with me carried a backpack. It does not hold books. But it does hold the tools of his trade, serious drugs.

I'm going to be 61 later this month. I'm the Baby-Boomer generation and it's hard to see my generation retiring and being replaced by thirty-something docs, but this fellow looked to be all of 24. When I first met him, he looked like the hippies I grew up with... the long hair, full face beard and otherwise 1st year med student demeanor brought me to the conclusion he's way too young to be taking care of me.

Before he arrived though, Those older more experienced medical personnel must have told me three, going on ten times... everything that could go wrong, what the percentages are, of things going wrong... where they are going to insert catheters and shunts and I was over the edge with fear. The young anesthesiologist observed something the others have learned to not pay attention to...I was crying.

And he took pity on me and told me, he could see I needed some help to ease my nerves. And he gave me the medicine that warms your body and brain...Rest, blessed rest from the torment of impending surgery.

I tried to paint yesterday, but alas, too many days away from the studio and it was a scraper. But today's piece "A Pair" I'm so very pleased with.

The Rare Snowman

The Rare Snowman, 4 x 4 inches, Oil on Panel Sold - Thank you! It's a warmer day today and the one snowman in the neighborhood is not faring well. In addition to melting he's got a problem with one of his twig arms. I take Cooper & Cookie for short walks several times a day and when I saw what was happening to this guy, I knew I had to make a painting of him. While returning home, I pondered how many snowmen are not created because of video games. I know that I don't see them much at all.

Two Snow Cones

4 x 4 inches, Oil on Gessoboard Sold - Thank you Every now and then, I get humbled at the easel. Like all artists, I have a love-hate relationship with it. This painting was inspired by a recent trip to the doctors. I've seen these shacks many times and each time I say: "I need to pull over and get a picture" followed by, "I'll do it next time." Sound familiar? Well yesterday, I pulled over and got the picture. When I got home, I was very excited to begin painting. The Easy-Peasey, this will be a piece of cake attitude was as thick as cigar smoke. I started out very worthy of my swelled head, but believe me, it went downhill. It's amazing how quickly I can turn on myself. It started by reminding myself how much housework I have, before I took my next breath, I reasoned that I could have made a nice dessert, cleaned the house, changed the oil in my car and put on a new roof on the house. I walked out of the studio convinced I

Nuthatch for Spring

"Nuthatch Calls for Spring" 5 x 5 inches, Oil on Board - Sold OK, update on the weather for the Finger Lakes area of NY. Snow-COLD...not just cold! I've been complaining about winter and just like any other time I complain about weather, nothing changes. So I decided to paint a little bird today. Lots of them still at my feeders. I've been saving my dryer trap lint for them to soften the nests that are sure to be built. I'll be putting that out in an netted bag in two weeks. So Spring will get here...just not in the next two weeks or so.

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