Believe it or not I have spent many moons dealing with a sinus infection and wondering why on earth I couldn’t get rid of it. Only those who have experienced one could know how miserable that is. I finally discovered the cause – a fistula – an apparently rare, unnatural passage between a cavity in the body (sinus) and the outside of the body (mouth). This was fixed by a plastic surgeon about 10 days ago. And the sinusitis is gone! What a crazy time it’s been! I feel great of course and I can now get on with my life!
Sunset
2010 was a strange year! I’m just recovering from it!! LOL
Philip and I just got back from 10 days in LA. A wonderful 35th Anniversary Celebration.
Here is one of my most recent paintings…Sunset 36 x 48″. Oils on Canvas.
My Favourite Poet
Today I’m posting a poem with permission of the author Leslie Silton. This is not to be reproduced without her permission.
Ainsi, Henri Matisse (Thus, Henri Matisse)
Leaving port,
our painter’s ship is passing the last century’s threshold
with hardly a look behind.
There are still world wars to be lived through
and so many paintings – those curiously named savage beasts –
eager to burst out of their cages.
His heart is so full
that the hold of his ship is loaded to the waterline.
See him alone in his crow’s nest
with companion sky and wide ocean below.
You think he is looking for the horizon
but really he is seeing his hands in the near future
raising divine colored paper storms,
and hearing the glorious metal music of his scissors singing
as he hurries home to Vence,
to that port of final formal statement.
It’s getting late and the sun is going down
but he is raising sail yet again in his studio ship,
as he grabs the shears from his taboret:
Snip snip, they sing
and don’t anyone bother to clean up – I’m busy.
I’m an artist on a mission.
Death may be knocking at my door
I’m not finished yet.
The truth is: I know where I’m going at last.
