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Once a week I work my shift at OVA Arts, which is only a two hour block of time, while I was there last week, a woman bought a print of “Speechless” a painting I did a few years ago. I commented, “I see you found a print that resonates with you” and she said, “oh yes”, and proceeded to explain why. Having had nearly no voice for several years which affected her social life, she now can communicate, because a doctor is giving her botox injections in her throat. She is very pleased to have her voice back. It is particularly special when a work of art conveys a meaning that impacts. I could have never guessed this had I not had a conversation, such serendipity to sell a print while I am doing my shift in that small window of time, and hear her story!
Yawnnnnnnnn awake again at 2:00 a.m.
Might as well write down some of the thoughts pervading my brain so they can leave and I can go back to sleep.
Thinking about this time of year and the mixed bag of emotions that surface relentlessly, I can’t help but believe that getting old ain’t for sissies! In younger days I was happy and joyous, even, excited! Just when, did excitement get re-placed with, UGH? For the most part days are filled with “I need to do this, I need to do that”. Its those damn expectations that can be so debilitating! Boxing gloves are not for the opponent they are for beating one’s self up! kaaaa-pow.
I often wonder, what, IS it that compels a person to do anything. Of course, its complicated. I’d like to cut myself some slack, be kind to the me that can’t do it all.
But there is that ferocious TO DO list. And, my expectations. I remind myself, if you don’t have expectations you can’t be disappointed. You can’t be reactionary, you CAN live in the moment.
SO, I’m just, taking it one day at a time, putting one foot in front of the other.
I went into the local pharmacy/souvenir shop yesterday which is across the street from the post office which I have attended three days in a row, but I digress, so at the drug store, I was the only person in there, I needed a box of Christmas cards and I found myself looking at doo dads that would be fun gifts and feeling so pleased that I had the place to myself and thinking, how nice, there is no mall in town. NO MALL. There I was, in this tiny little pharmacy/souvenir shop, the only shopper and the clerk was so pleasant and happy and not stressed and quite out of the glue, oozed and eased up a sense of, dare I say, appreciation? A realization that I felt grateful for this place I live in now (Ojai) and for the few bucks I had in my pocket and for the happy, friendly, not stressed out clerk and for the short distance I had to walk back to my vehicle and for the hordes of broke, angry shoppers I don’t have to face. Merry Christmas indeed.
I helped man the OVA booth during Ojai Day which is a big festival. A colofull mandala was painted in the main intersection near the booth so I got to see a lot of activity. Very fun event.
Goats have rectangular pupils so as to help them avoid predators. The eye is normally narrow during the day hence giving their peripheral vision a greater accuracy of depth perception as well as a wider spectrum.
We had dinner with some new friends who live in Ojai. I met Harry Mattull at the jury meeting for the new OVA gallery. Harry is a wonderful and prolific artist: http://www.harrymattull.com/index.php . His wife Christie prepared such a delicious meal of sweet potato fries, brussel sprouts and shrimp kabobs. We ate outside in the back yard and they set up this charming setting:
Harry collects antiques and the dinnerware was beautiful green glass. It was pretty and pleasant outside.
Friday J noticed something flapping around in the pool.
a sweet little baby bird.
We set it down, went to do some errands and when we came back it was gone. Hopefully it was just getting its legs and flew away. Baby birds are so vulnerable where we live, between cats and crows, hawks and blue birds many don’t make it but we did not see and signs of attack.
And here is a pic of the neighbor’s new llamas! They are funny creatures! While we were there one of them spit on the Emu for touching him! ha aren’t they cuties!