Brushes In My Hands Again - FINALLY!

Well, after my last blog post getting things off my chest, and a few days of real quiet and focus, I've finally started to paint.  Not what I'd expected to begin to work on - but that doesn't matter, as long as I'm painting!  I've begun with strong momentum.  Two paintings are sketched on, and one is begun.  I'm starting with a piece from my sojourn at Omaha Beach.  The second is about my favorite music spot at the moment, on a Wednesday night, when often an extra musician or two will stop by and join Jimmy Stadler for a real Ceilidh!  These both speak to where I was, and where I am now....and it seems I need to bring both to the fore, instead of other planned ideas.  It's like having been badly constipated and shell shocked as well, and when I can start to focus on my work, suddenly everything loosens up and the smoke dissipates into clear skys ahead. 

No, I'm not going to show you half-finished work....but I will tease you with an image of Omaha Beach, and one that MAY become a painting from the Taos Ceilidh!