I’m pretty sure this brief but painful conversation on the sidelines of a pee-wee soccer practice subconsciously led to the creation of this web site.
Soccer Mom: "Now, what do you do?" She innocently asked.
Me: "I paint," I replied unsurely.
Soccer Mom: "That’s so cool! What kind of painting do you do?"
Me: "Oil painting."
Soccer Mom: "Are you a professional?"
Soccer Mom: "Do you sell your work?"
Soccer Mom: "Do you exhibit?"
Soccer Mom: "Do you take commissions?"
I don't even remember what happened next because I was so stupefied.
Later is what?
After settling into various desk jobs, I always said I'd get back to painting later in life, and later is now. Again means that I tried once before. I decided to write about my painting endeavor, too, as a learning tool, an accountability tool, and to stay sharp in case I have to go back to a desk job. Again.
I love periodicals, and if I weren't trying to devote more time to painting I'd mail paper copies. Sign up here, and I'll conveniently send it (blog posts, sales, and new work) by e-mail instead.