Seems appropriate to post this painting, as I just returned from the Finger Lakes of New York, and horse country. I grew up in Geneseo, NY, a small town with big vistas and beautiful country side. My Mom is selling her house and I sorted, labeled and packed up her belongings, getting ready for the move. She is a trooper and has made it all so easy - something not everyone experiences when their parents are ready to start a new chapter of their lives.
I, on the other hand, have this small sense of loss. Not because of the home but for the land around it. I love the long fields of corn, the blue hills, and old barns in various degrees of decay. She will be living about 45 minutes away, so will still love to go back, get up in the morning, and go out and take pictures of the hills and valley. My two best friends from when we were little are still there, and I can go bunk up with them for a return trip, so all is not lost.
Meanwhile I am back in the saddle here at the studio packing up for a workshop. I have twelve eager students in Columbia, SC that are waiting for their two day workshop. I am very excited about the group and getting back to painting!