Writing and rolling, on a train headed to Boston from New York’s Penn Station, gives me a unique perspective of a territory that’s unfamiliar in the first place, but darn near alien as it zips by at 80+ mph on a cold, rainy Christmas Eve day. The first time I tried to take a photo out of the window, it was blurry from the rain and the rail motion and speed. But – aha! – it was kind of impressionistic! I swear, there is beauty everywhere whether we notice it or not. Here are some accidentally arty iPhone photos that might just inspire some mixed-media work when I get back home to the Studio.
The train is getting close to Boston, so I’ll sign off for now, but not before wishing you a happy Christmas Eve (or a glorious December 24th if that suits you better) – I hope you are in a place that brings you comfort and joy.
Sounds like an exciting Christmas for you. Enjoy every minute.
Merry Christmas Lynn and Mike. Best to you in 2015!
Welcome to the East Coast. I live in Katonah, NY. Raining here all day. Wondering about the myth of a ‘White Christmas. ?
Boston, anytime is a wonderful blessing! Enjoy time with your son.
I can see each one as a painting. I love your vision and that you share it with us! Big love and safe travel… XOXO
I love this Susan – especially through your eyes!
Happy New Year to you and Mike!