THE BLOG

SPANISH LESSONS

It is not easy for me to learn the tools of Blogging. I am taking a short break from my Spanish classes to catch up.

MORE ART

Fell in love with Maite Soriano’s rendering of el Cajas, the mountains that frame the city of Cuenca. The space above the TV that I never watch was begging for beauty.

ART HISTORY

I was eight years old when I fell in love with a large framed painting at a flea-market. I begged and borrowed and the neighbor-boy and I carried the masterpiece between us, up the hills and into the apartment, my heart pounding in anticipation of impressing my family.

I don’t remember what kind of response I expected, but I was bewildered by their negativity and down-the-nose assertion that the painting was gaudy – most definitely not art!

My enthusiasm for the painting – a moose in a dark forest, majestic antlers and frosty breath, would not be diminished, however! If it was gaudy, I didn’t care! I think this was the day my aversion to snobbery was born.

Snobbery comes in many forms; material, spiritual, intellectual etc. I am unfit for competitiveness due to a lack of interest. I simply cannot relate. If we like something, does it have to be approved or validated by others? It may be a good mental exercise to serve lofty opinions and deep interpretations, but it seems like “bad taste” to judge the “bad taste” of others. Art for art’s sake is enough! Everyone is born an artist, but judgment stifles creativity and joy.

Today I bought art for the second time in my life. A large, naked wall in my kitchen begged to be adorned.  I am presently taking watercolor classes from Claudio Alberto Soriano, a well-known Peruvian artist. For weeks, I had coveted a surrealist painting in his studio, wanting it more and more with each visit. I finally expressed my interest, but his reply was vague. Then one day – the painting was gone. Sold!  

Alberto said he would paint a special painting – just for me. He did! Week by week, it emerged on the canvas. This morning, Alberto delivered and mounted it. A bleak wall was transformed to spectacular! Of course, the painting is “too good” to hang in a kitchen. It deserves a loftier place of honor, but I am past age 18 and do as I please. Forget those “shoulds!”

Alberto’s painting has life! I am at my desk in the living room, missing this painting – fish swimming in the streets, birds, leaves bigger than the city buildings — representing my life!

It’s been said, “You can have it all — but not all at once.” I was a nature girl. Now I am a city girl. But in the painting I am both and I always will be both. I have it all! Art makes things possible!

Apples don’t fall far from the tree, I suppose. This painting doesn’t need interpretation. It is obviously a merger of dreams and reality, city and wilderness. It feels like a portrait of me. It reflects my longings, my multiple and over-lapping lives.

Art! Definitely!

IT’S NICE TO BE NICE

I once printed hundreds of bumper-stickers that proclaimed: “THE WORLD IS GETTING BETTER.” This may be debatable, but after a moment’s reflection, most of my customers laughed–and for a few delicious moments, the World WAS better! Who could argue? I gave the bumper-stickers away, requesting that they be used as bumper-stickers, not book-marks. Of course, … Continue reading IT’S NICE TO BE NICE

CRAZY WOMAN

CRAZY WOMAN SISSEL W ROBERTSON The first time I crossed the Atlantic Ocean, I was an embryo. I was conceived in Detroit and born in Oslo, Norway on Pentecost Sunday, 1952. My mother hemorrhaged and needed a blood transfusion. I had to keep her company in the hospital for a whole month.  I was cute, but I … Continue reading CRAZY WOMAN

Crazy Woman’s Office at Fish-Tail Marina, Fort Myers Beach, FLORIDA

Crazy Woman’s Office Fish-Tail Marina, Fort Myers Beach, FLORIDA The plan was to retire on my 100th birthday, 30-plus years from now. On that day, I hope to still have my own teeth and enough cash to avoid racking up finance-charges for my cake. But circumstances I could not prepare for, because I never expected them, … Continue reading Crazy Woman’s Office at Fish-Tail Marina, Fort Myers Beach, FLORIDA

Home at Last

Home at Last It is the past now, but I try to remember everything; the good, the bad and the ordinary – because memories are the sum of our lives. We learn from hard times, supposedly. But such learning gets old and I never signed up for patience! It shouldn’t be necessary. Although I practiced … Continue reading Home at Last

SIGN UP TO BE ADDED TO MY MAILING LIST! Click HERE