3 Discoveries

Here's what I learned looking through 50 years of my "art."

1. Everything I've done is not good, or art, or me.
2. Most of what I did is just practice.
3. It is a privilege that I can decide what stays and what goes.
4. (added later) I don't recognize or identify with he who created some of the work.
   

Big Whopper

Sometimes when we
think we have enou-
gh challenges a new
whopper comes
to dwarf the others.

24' and Growing

So we returned the
24 foot uhaul only to
discover that it grew
into a 26 footer.
We sure had that baby
packed.

4th of July Paintings

At the neighborhood fourth of July celebration I hung out at the painting booth. I first painted this concrete stepping stone. The woman running the booth called it the butterfly man.


Then, since my wife was not ready to leave, I was encouraged to try another one... this time on an old piece of wood. A couple of kids came up to me to show me what they had done. They said they had copied my painting, and that they like mine better than theirs. I said I liked what they had done better than mine.

Broken Beer Bottle Picture

I gave her the flash-
light & dropped her
beer import-
ed from MO.

Austin Disaster

Almost an eventless but tiring trip back to Austin until we got out of the truck and I handed my wife a flashlight and let go of two beers that we had brought from StL. Needless to say, they are now drinks for critters.

Thought all day today about the endless list of things that I had, and compared that list with those things I'd like, and realized that attachment to what I have and don't have is going to have to be resolved.

Tulsa

It is 216 am... just arrived in Tulsa. We were supposed to leave at 10 am (best laid plans) and instead left at 6 something. But the remains of the house are in the 24 ft.UHaul...

We are trying to figure out what we should do with it all. I thought we should take it to the dump and then fly to Austin. Linda said that we worked too hard on the packing to do that. So our cluttered life continues for now.

So Bertrand Russell wrote the the future is more important than the present, seemingly opposing Buddhist thought. I suspect that the problem with the future is that we can't and don't know it.

TIme for bed, or else I'll miss the free breakfast.