I don’t know Who or what put the question.
I don’t know when it was put.
I don’t even remember answering.
But at some moment I did answer Yes to someone- or Something – and from that hour I was certain that existence is meaningful and that, therefore, my life, in self-surrender, had a goal.
Dag Hammarskjold, Markings
I am calling this painting "Beyond the Picket Fence" because the name and the setting sum up where I am in life right now.
As my regular followers know, I have been working hard to get out from behind what I call a life lived behind "the white picket fence." This has been an on-going journey that first started on the remote island of Iona Scotland several years ago.
It's been hard. It's not easy to go to the hard places that hold you behind in order to free yourself for the pursuit of your dreams and passions.
But, despite COVID 19, I feel like I have reached the point where I am beyond the Picket Fence. The spot where I am standing in the pasture at sunset, letting the light shine on me. Where I have put aside a lot of the "should dos," and I am spending most of my life doing what has always called to me. That, of course, is expressing myself through my art. I don't understand this passion and drive to create. I only know that it is how I am made, and to not pursue it is a denial of my existence.
Still moving forward - the ground is leveling out, which is nice. And the growth is in the journey and not the destination. But I like my progress. And I like the warm feel of the sun.