We moved around a lot when I was a kid. And we lived far away from family.
My Gramma Elsie wanted to see history when she came to visit wherever we had just moved. I remember spending a lot of time on tours of caves. And historic houses. Abraham Lincoln. Possibly Daniel Boone.
What I mostly remember was Gramma asking questions that the tour guides couldn’t answer. Like what kind of chickens the famous folks who used to live there had raised.
With my mom’s family, we spent a lot of time visiting them and fishing at a lake in northern Minnesota.
In St. Louis, we were frequent visitors at Grant’s Farm which was Missouri’s version of Busch Gardens. I loved the baby Clydesdales!
By the time I started fourth grade, we moved to a suburb of Chicago. The two places I remember most are the Aquarium and the Museum of Science and Industry.
Then we moved to Florida. The local museum was best known for its most famous resident, a Manatee who had been orphaned at birth, I think. Baby Snoots ate lots of lettuce. And, once, when I was a teen working for the vet, a mechanical pencil which fell out of someone’s pocket. That one almost got really exciting!
I honestly don’t remember ever being in an art museum until I was an adult. The Matisse exhibit at the High, in Atlanta, was a whole new world. As was the High’s exhibit of quilts from Gee’s Bend.
And, kind of oddly, Atlanta’s airport is a pretty decent art museum. I’ve spent lots of time there!
A couple of years ago I had the opportunity to go to Tuscany with a group of adopted family members from the world of Intentional Creativity®.
The whole place is an art museum!!!
Okay, with exceptions for fabulous restaurants.
That trip was literally life changing for me. It was also a huge step along the path to what feels like a miracle in this moment.
Today there is an art show opening “at” Musea. It’s a virtual art show, curated by a group of my amazing Intentional Creativity sisters and Shiloh’s awesome husband, Jonathan. No masks required.
And one of my paintings is in the show!
In fact, the whole show is of the works from a year-long class called Codex. My painting in an art show. It does feel like a miracle.
It also feels like what happens when we take a leap and learn something new and work our butts off, having the courage to try again and again until it feels right.
And, yes, the art at the beginning of this post is just a glimpse of my painting. (The whole thing is on a 48×60 inch canvas!)
You’re invited, too! This link will magically transport you to the Codex show at Musea. I hope you’ll check it out. There are lots of fabulous paintings to experience, by my very talented art sisters.
And there’s another reason I hope you’ll check it out. You see, there might just be something in your world that would feel like this if only you got started. Something which makes you feel, in the words of Hildegard of Bingen, “green and juicy”! Trust me. If I can do it, you can do what moves your soul this way, too!