I love these sketches – Pete Scully is the artist.
Another period of little sketching, but these are actually from a couple of weeks ago, though I never coloured them. The scene above, looking at Asmundsen Hall at UC Davis, now has a lot more bright pink blossom near it, which wasn’t there when I sketched it. It’s been warm and sunny lately, which is nice. Except we need rain because California is running out of water. A year’s worth left, say NASA. Ah. Yes, let’s have some big wet storms please. Below, Kerr Hall. I really wanted to colour this, but never did.
Such a thoughtful, painful place to be. I particularly connected with … ” I remember a therapist or friend’s metaphor to think about my situation as though I had been run over and my body were crushed; whether it was intentional or not is a moot point. What am I going to do now is the only question, the only thing that matters from here on.”
I hope you won’t be looking for some philosophical discussion or enlightenment here. I do know there is a rhythm to life, a cycle that repeats itself in humanity as well as in nature, as is visible in our lives on many levels. But, that’s all you’re going to get here.
I wrote a few days ago about my unhappy volunteer efforts to help seniors learn about computers. I’m happy to say that while I won’t be returning there, I have heard from the guy I helped when I was there. He called to ask me if I’d meet him at the local library and teach him more about computers! I’m thrilled! I’m meeting him Tuesday and we’ll see how it goes. Seems the more he learns the more he sounds like he’s going to be a geek in no time!