Saturday, April 11, 2009

Weekend update

[painting available on eBay]

I don't listen to music while I'm painting because the music, if there is to be any music, is in my head. While I was painting this, my inner voice started singing take me back to the Black Hills/the Black Hills of Dakota/to the beautiful Indian country that I love....

Spring is back. The air is benign, the robins are a comforting sight. I can take my walks again. The general mood is up: Coming out of the bank the other day, I heard a lilting male voice, redolent of the Caribbean, singing You are My Sunshine. I turned around and as he drew near, I joined in. We finished the song together, laughed, shook hands, and went our separate ways.

You have to create your own moments.


  1. Love your Black Hills....gorgeous! have a happy Easter Colette!

  2. What a beautiful painting and a lovely story, have a happy day :o)

  3. Very cool!
    Happy Easter!

  4. Anonymous6:19 a.m.

    Hi Colette, love your post - I wrote exactly, I mean exactly the same thing in my post about how I couldn't listen to music while I work
    Kindred spirits for sure - AND in the same country!!


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