Memory #18

For a semester in high school, I had only art classes. I think it was photography, advanced painting, ceramics & drawing. We had just moved in to new house in a very woodsy neighborhood. At the back of the house was a beautiful screened in porch overlooking the backyard. There was only one piece of furniture, a white chaise lounge. I spent hours and hours painting in that room. I had a pretty nice set up for my oil paints and water colors. I would take little breaks out on the deck off the porch. I listenedd to Love Spirals Downward & Delirium on repeat. At nite I would lay on the chaise, open all the windows & think all my millions of thoughts. Looking back at that time, it feels so special. I'm so glad I had that time.