Recently I was invited to create a piece for Frederick’s 505 North Gallery November show called Yada Dada: To immerse in the nonsensical of today. The absurdity.
A few minutes after I started painting, my daughter called. While on speakerphone and a very long conversation, I painted. She became my muse (not the first time). As I listened to her intensity and tapped into my response, this painting was born. And over the course of these last weeks, I refined and added my response to many other big and small events nudging my psyche--
So in pure Dada style, I will not elaborate on specifics, but invite you to imagine all that churns with my experience in this work. A work that required a very long, but necessary title: Microbiology Climate Change What if What if What if (wtf).
I leave you with one thought from one of the wisest women I have had the privilege of knowing: Never start a sentence with “what if.”
May your day be better because of her simple advice and may you be present to all that crosses your path. Namaste.