Telling Stories, painting, Fishing and smelling the Roses

Being on the far side of my 60’s is a natural time to reflect on the big picture.  Nine years ago when I left my last regular paying job, I had nothing left to give. I gave my career as a county Social Worker my all.  I got the “gold watch” and barely had the emotional strength to crawl out the door.  I didn’t have the financial reserves to sit around and do nothing, which is a good thing, and began creating landscapes.  I have been painting and selling my art for nine years and feel good about it.  Every year I seem to get better.  A wise rabbi named Zusya said “In the coming world, they will not ask me :Why were you not Moses?  They will ask me : Why were you not Zusya?”  Part of being you is being comfortable in your own skin.  I am the first to admit that I am way too busy.  But I know I like to paint, fly fish on clear mountain streams, read books, tell stories and yes, try to smell the roses.  Here is one of my new paintings.  Click here to find out more about it.  Trappers Lake Outlet Stream 14x25