As I sip my morning coffee, I've found myself gazing at this piece. It's hanging in my living room right beside my big, grey, adjustable, massaging, reclining, super duper comfy easy chair. Until this piece finds it's forever home, that's where she'll remain. I completed it a couple weeks ago and although I knew even then the inspiration behind it and my feelings about it, I waited to write about it. Why? Well, because sometimes inspiration is like a pink elephant, you know it when you see it, but it's not exactly something you can describe, at least not right away.
That being said, I'm ready to have a go at it today. I called the painting Moments in Time, which is the first clue as to my inspiration. Time goes by quickly, especially as we get older. As kids, time drags, everything seems so slow coming. How many times did we all, as children, whine about wishing things would move faster, the school year into summer, summer into the school year, birthdays, Santa's visit. And of course, older people would tell us, "don't wish your life away." We didn't understand it then, in fact, we didn't think we were wishing our life away, per se, we just wanted to get to the good stuff, mainly fun and presents, at that age.
Then you wake up one morning staring down the barrel at 50 and holy crap, does time ever fly. What, little Johnny is 28 already? What do you mean it's been 30 years since high school? How can winter be almost over? But between the youthful desire to rush through life and now, and beyond, there are moments, special moments and special people we share them with, that we enjoy. Some people stay in our lives, some move on, or grow up, and sadly, even some drift away, for some reason or another becoming mere strangers. Many of those moments can't really be recaptured, like that day at the beach with your daughter, or sister, when she was 7 and the air was just perfect, and for some reason you had a red balloon and you walked and giggled and released the balloon, with a note inside, knowing for sure someone across the sea would find it and write to you and you've have a new friend from a distant land. Those moments are so special and wonderful, and we can't get them back, except through pictures and our memories.