I used to…
How often can we think of something we used to do?
I find this is especially true as I get older, the past seems closer than the present.
I used to write poetry
And see poetry.
I read a poem emailed to me. Such is the case now http://tinyurl.com/ckho9sv
And sometimes I can say I still
Instead of I used to
Write poetry and See
In the old painting below.
This painting is one of my favorites, I am unsure of why it never sold. Selling or buying art is so personal. Things I don’t necessarily like or do think I executed as well as I might, often sell. Paintings that win awards or those that I even surprise myself, as being able to do, don’t.
But my most favorite paintings seem only to be bought by collectors. So this painting is still waiting for a home.
Or contact me.