Tuesday's Tango Canvas Print

It's been a week since I had that spill off my bike, and my arm and back are still squeaking a lot, so today I went in to have them xray my elbow. And indeed it's fractured, so no wonder it hurts!!!

The great news is that they gave me a sling but told me to keep on moving it as much as possible. I like that. No cast, yay! and I can keep on painting, which fluffs me up with sweet contented OKness. Here's the latest squeaky-elbow painting:))

About a year ago now, something wonderful happened. I'd been going through an increasingly challenging time with my health, which has been a major teacher in my life, and was being brought to my knees by the experience. When my dear friend and partner Fred encouraged me to take up art, I was touched by an excitement that was like a thousand smiles singing inside me! I've always been an adventurous one,,, artistic, musical, and a great lover of spontaneous play. For much of my life, I've made my living as a luthier, specializing in unusual, made-up violin family instruments, as well as a whole host of flutes, harps, marimbas, tile-a-phones, etc. etc. But until last year, I'd never spent much time with a paintbrush, or let myself be...