“And Summers and Winters Scattered Like Splinters And Four Or Five Years Slipped Away” ~ Jimmy Buffet
I have been dying to share my most recent painting but have also been waiting until it is complete. It has now been a few months since I have picked up a brush and this was the last thing that I was working on when my whole focus shifted to the video production business. I miss the simplicity of spending days on end in the studio and somehow posting this painting today, unfinished and unsigned makes me feel good.
They say time flies when you’re having fun, I say time flies no matter what. What is time anyway? The dictionary says that time is “the indefinite continued progress of existence and events in the past, present and future regarded as a whole”. Aha!, that really cleared it all up for me. Now I know that time is simply………well……..wait, let me read that definition again. In Truth, when I try to wrap my mind around the concept of time, I have flashbacks. I’m sitting in Algebra class, raising my hand and telling the teacher that I just don’t get it. I don’t think I’m alone here. Hey, If time is money, why aren’t we all rich? If time is of the essence, why to most of essentially have no idea what time really is?
I do know that I perceive time to move with increasing velocity as time goes on. It really doesn’t seem to have anything to do with having fun or not having fun, most of the time anyway. Sometimes, usually around the time of my birthday I sit and stare out the window(for a very long time) and I try to understand how it seems like yesterday that I was watching first runs of Magnum P.I. Sometimes I wonder why as soon as I get all of my winter clothing out of the box and into the closet, I am suddenly looking for short sleeve shirts that are packed away in the box. Sometimes, I wish I could just make time stop, but then again that probably wouldn’t be much fun.