The Sunny Pea

18 x 24" Acrylic (Click to enlarge) We went to LymeRock Park in Lakeville, CT (where Paul Newman used to race) last month to see Terry's brother, Roger, race one of his Porsches. Supposedly he is retiring after a race in Daytona in November, where all of his brothers and sisters (a family of eight kids) will get together all at once for the first time ever seeing him race. So the race at LymeRock was significant in that it was the last race we'd see, visiting him alone. Over the past few years, we have seen Roger race several times, and he would always get us passes to drive down into the paddocks and park with the race car drivers. Of course, we would putt in with our little Miata and park behind the big rigs but then we would go off wandering around and no place was off limits to us. We felt special, somewhat important, even though all we did was hang out. In Louden we got to meet Carl Edwards at a Silver Crown race, Roger was partners with him. Now that more p...

Waiting for Inspiration 8 x 10" Gouache (Click to enlarge) Last night I came home, threw on my pjs and cuddly soft robe, grabbed my gouache, brushes and paper and plopped into my favorite chair. I don't usually paint sitting in front of the tv, with no good lighting, but I decided since I don't do needlepoint or knit like some do to be "productive", I would sketch with paint. And so I did. And this was my view. My feet. Occasionally Cleo would jump in there, drape herself across my legs trying to block my view, but with enough nudging and wiggling and bouncing my knees she eventually moves. Later, on another painting, it became a game for her to bat at the brush, so that's when I decided to put it away and go to bed. Have you ever waited around for inspiration to hit? Then one day realized hours, days, months, years have past? We recently visited Norman Rockwell's museum in Stockbridge, MA. (whoa, I just now realized I have been abb...