I’ve been thinking about the years since 1985. They’ve been mostly good years. I’ve become a new person during these many years, and I am very grateful.
Some creative things aren’t in my life any more. My artistic drive seems flat. I don’t draw. I don’t paint. I feel guilty. I miss those things. Other things are new. I can take photographs, and sometimes I create something eye catching and worth keeping. Since most of my creativity is on the computer…sometimes I lose it all too. Computer crashes can be heart breaking.
Now days, I try to back up my work, back it up again, and back it up online. Some of my photography means as much to me as did my paintings. One of my goals in the coming months is to post better art photos here and fewer shots recording life around me. Maybe I will do another book of my black and white shots: Photos from a Thrift Shop.
Who knows what’s coming up this year.
Because of the difficulty Wordpress folks have now leaving notes on Blogger, I have reactivated my Wordpress account. You can harrass me there all you want. :)