I wonder how other women seem to have their ________together, especially those with young children, a career and outside-of-work volunteering and exercise programs. I took on a contract, teaching grade three, beginning last Tuesday. You’ve been wondering why I haven’t been writing? Why my poetry response to each day has gone to the wayside? Well, let me tell you, it’s a crazy life we’re living; crazy-busy, that is! Max is still getting out to Frank’s Flats each day when I arrive home, dragging my feet and tempted to slouch on the red sofa! We’re still out there. And…we’re out in the middle of a field at 6:30 every morning and I drill at least twenty Frizbee throws into the darkness while Max, like a bullet, whizzes into the abyss. These two daily events are the routines I can manage. All else seems to be crumbling. I laugh as I type.
Yesterday morning, I stood in line for the photo copy machine. You try to minimize the use of paper, but truly, paper is a blessing when it comes to a full day with grade three! There was Lina (perhaps spelled wrong). She was/is beautiful! I was taking pause (a wait in a photo copy line just may be your only pause all day long) when I noticed how put-together she was. A pony tail was lifted to just that perfect spot on the back of her head, speaking of youth and optimism. YES! Pony tails DO speak! Accessories, colours, textures and the shoes! I asked her, “How do you do it?” I’m not going to spill the beans on her particular life at this time, but let’s just say, it’s a busy life she lives and while she says that she’s bubbled up inside, she expresses herself with friendliness and calm.
This gave me something to think about during the day.
Before I headed for Rumble House (late, as per usual), I captured a glimpse of myself in the bathroom mirror, as I washed my hands. I looked at my reflection. Those eyes spoke to me. (not going to write down what they said)
And while I was so so tempted to recline and find a good Netflix binge for the coming two hours, instead I walked to the computer in search of a reference image of a glam girl…I wanted to paint some concept of beauty, whether facade or authentic classical beauty…I wanted to explore the beauty-feminine, thinking about all of those amazing women who are so diligent in their lives to become ‘the archetype’ full-on. I printed off a reference and headed out.
Arriving at 7:30, I grasped one of the concepts determined at the wheel…’what inspires you’ and the one and a half hour painting frenzy began. I didn’t get a chance to say hello to Paula. I was excited to meet up with friend, Bronwyn, from East End. I parked my easel next to Dawn. Priscilla came by and showed me an awesome book of portraits, flipping pages and pointing out beautiful contrasts and powerful black and whites. I met Miriam, James Young and Anna. Enriquito gave me a big hug, as did Rich. A couple of very friendly Shaw guys came by and interviewed me about the community, Beatles music played in the background and voices buzzed. There was energy and life and creation.
Thanks to Jess for purchasing this one at auction.
At auction, I saw that many of the artists captured the ideas that were floating my boat.