Rememberance

Yesterday was Independence Day with its flags and firecrackers. Yesterday also saw the last breath of a World War II veteran. My Uncle left high school to join the army. He survived being a prisoner in a Nazi Prisoner of War Camp. He loved his country. We had all hoped we had more time with him but the cancer raced through his body. I spent yesterday trying to comfort his little sister, my mother.

I have always found solace in art. The picture is called "Birth of a Galaxy" and it did bring a bit of solace to my mother. My art usually does. This picture is dedicated to Kenneth Eugene Hughes. You will be missed Uncle Gene.

Birthday Surprise

My Mom is going to be 79 on July 6th and I've been trying to figure out something unique that I can give her. I thought that a book with birthday greetings from around the world would be a wonderful surprise. If you don't mind would you please send her an email birthday greeting and let her know where in the world the greeting is coming from. If you will just email to this address michelewln@aol.com. I will then print them and put them in a booklet with pictures from various parts of the world and give it to her on her birthday.

Father's Day

Today is Father's Day in the US. It is kind of a bittersweet day for me since we are celebrating it without Dad. Today has been a day of memories for me though. My Dad was a World War Two veteran. I wish they had finished the WWII memorial in his lifetime. I would have loved to take him to see it.   It is the little things I am remembering today especially his sense of humor. I remember taking him to the first Star Wars movie. His first comment on leaving the movie was "target practice at 0800 hours." I remember having an extra ticket to see John Denver and asking him along. I thought he was just being kind since my car was on the fritz and he was driving but on the way home he started talking about how much he loved John Denver's music and how happy he was to have seen him live. I remember his asking if I wanted to throw a football or play softball with him. He was never sure what do with an only daughter and was thrilled when I turned out to athletic. Only one of the four boys turned out that way so Dad taught me all the sports he loved. I remember the "uncola" glass at my Aunt's place one Easter. 7-Up had come out with an upside down coke glass as a promotional. Dad called out to me "Michele quick put you hand under the glass the bottom just broke." I did and he laughed so hard he almost dropped the glass.   So Dad thanks for all the laughter and the love that I remember on this special day. And for all fathers everywhere I hope you and your love ones enjoy this day.  

Phoenix Rising

I have had a picture in my mind for several years of a phoenix rising out of the sun. I've done a couple of versions in acrylics but they didn't come out exactly right. It took almost three weeks but this version is finally what I was aiming for.

A New Picture

Every once in a while a picture comes out just like I wanted. I was really happy about the way the waves came out on this one. It is called "Wizard's Tower."

 

Happy Mother's day

Today is Mother's Day. Mine is still asleep as I write this. She had a bad time with her heart yesterday. It is hard to know how many more Mother's Day we have keft with her. I try to make each day as special for her as I can. I make sure she knows each day that I love her and care about her.

Song of Stars

It has been a long week. It has been a week of passings. Terry Schiavo is with God and the bitter battle is finally over. She is whole again and at peace. It also saw the death of Pope John Paul II. He was an incredible man and I can't think of anyone who has had such an impact on this world. He will leave big shoes for the next Pope to fill. It also saw the death of a voice from my past with DJ Dr. Don Rose. Most remember him for his humor and the fun you had listening to him. The two shows I remember most though are the ones he did after the Jonestown tragedy caused by Jim Jones and the day after the murder of San Francisco Mayor George Moscone and Harvey Milk. He brought such comfort on those days to his listeners who were numb with shock. All three of them are with God now as is my Dad.

I worked all week on this picture because I wanted something special in their memory. I also will be using it to remind my young nephew what a special young man he is. He suffers from Apsergers and sometimes like now he just doesn't realize how much he is loved and how special he is.