After the trip to Creede, CO two weekends ago to be there for the Taste of Creede and to visit with my late-grandfather’s friend, Stephen Quiller, I’ve had the urge to get out my paints and start working again as an emotional release and expression.

Before the trip, I went through the remaining tubs and boxes left unpacked and was only able to find one set of paints that I’ve accumulated over the years.

But alas, this morning, while it’s still been “Texas cool” outside, I ventured out into the garage and went through three of the six or seven remaining boxes and viola! I found them.  They were buried under a bunch of papers and software discs, but nonetheless, I’ve found them.

Grandpa also has left me a wide assortment of primed canvas boards and I’ve got some of that good watercolor paper left over from a couple of years ago.

Now the question is, what to paint?  Which medium?

Will I be more focused on dark colors that look like Rorschach ink blots or do something that resembles the beautiful countryside I’ve seen?

After having been through Creede, I took dozens of pictures of all their shop signs that I’ve been meaning to make into a collage and offer for sale.

Time to do some sketches first to make sure I’m not making ink blots.  And of course, I’ve got a ton of work to focus on.

Could it be I see two of the witches of Macbeth around their cauldron?

Is the hurlyburly done and the battle lost and won? I often feel as such.

Fair is foul, and foul is fair:

Hover through the fog and filthy air.




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