I love/hate that Journey song. Ugh, it is so darn catchy and you have to sing along to it. They play this song at the end of our high school football games. I love the ritual of attending these games. Sitting in the band parent section, cheering for our team (Go Dons!), being part of our community, then, carefully disembarking our crowded and flimsy bleachers hearing this song. As a band parent, I really am there for the marching band show and music.
I do not think that we will have a typical marching band season this coming year. It is my daughter’s senior year, so it is hitting us hard. I noticed that the school music program posted their schedule; practice days/hours; band camp, competitions…I hear that song…don’t stop, beliven!’
I took the day off from work and boy did I need that! I did not end up doing all (or most) of the things on my to-do list. Guess I just needed to chill.
I love bees – my morning ritual is to watch them and attempt to take photos of them. Most end up blurry – so I ended up using an image from Pixabay. Pixabay is a fun place to get inspired – tons of beautiful images there. Image by Anrita1705 from Pixabay
As always, doing art is my restorative practice. I have been painting ice pops – they are cheerful, and colorful. A moment of escape. Things are so heavy right now.
This one is my Amador Pop – my daughter’s high school colors – purple and gold, happen to be my favorite color combo. If you would like me to paint your school colors or favorite flavors, drop me a message. I’d be happy to do a custom artwork piece! This one is 5×7 inches. They make great gifts.
I bought our first batch of cherries this past weekend at the Pleasanton Farmer’s market. They did not disappoint – a perfect balance of sweetness. They are my favorite summer treat. The market was wonderful – ran into a friend – kept our distance. It was just so nice to be together, even briefly.
This is a small painting – acrylic on a panel 6×6.