I don’t usually go to the salon to get my hair cut – it’s a pretty rare event- once, maybe twice a year. But I am lucky to have found someone I really like for those times that I do go! She is creative and good at what she does. Of course, it probably helps to have a client who says, “Do what you like! Give me something interesting, and don’t worry about cutting too much!” (that would be me). I’m super happy with this cut! It’s even possible to see some brown hair in the back now!
I love looking at other people’s self-portraits, but putting my own up is a real test for me. It makes me feel really vulnerable, much more so than showing my paintings. I guess I am way more critical of my own face than of my own paintings – someday I’d like to get to that place of complete acceptance – especially without my glasses! Part of this is getting over the “what big eyes you have” complex that I developed as a child. In the meantime, I am splurging on new glasses – 2 new frames! Can’t wait.
Do you think coincidences are just coincidences? Or do you think there is something more going on there? Back in April, when my Mom was visiting, we went to the book store to waste time while waiting for my son to finish school. Mom and I started doing some collaborative drawing (which we do almost every time we see each other). A woman (who I had already noticed, perhaps because I recognized her from somewhere, or because of her beautiful grey hair) leaned over and asked if I had my art in the library a little while ago. Yes! That was me! I was flattered that she recognized me, seeing as there was no picture of me at the library during the mini-exhibition. She said she had seen my blog and admired my work. I found out her name, but didn’t have any business cards to give her, and that was the end of that. A really cool experience, but nothing too out of the ordinary.
Yesterday, as I was driving home, I saw the same woman running (I guess you don’t say “jogging” anymore, right?) up the street, 2 blocks from my house. I stopped and we chatted for a bit. It turns out that her brother has children who attend the same school as my kids and she lives a few blocks away from me! About 3 hours later, I saw her again at the natural food market!
So, just a coincidence? Or are we supposed to meet each other? I’m curious, and open to seeing what happens.
Having fun painting! One of the guys working at the art store gave me a big lecture about using my hands to spread the paint on the canvas. Something about metals and health… blah, blah, blah…(kidding). I know he’s right so I bought myself a box of gloves. They are working well, even if they are a bit too big. It doesn’t make too much difference to the process, and my hands are clean at the end, which is a bit of a bonus.
In other taking-care-of-myself news, I am aiming to drink my full litre of water a day. But not just water, slightly (Celtic-sea-)salted water – in order to not be in the washroom every 10 minutes. I just learned this yesterday, and it seems to be working!