Falling Down

I just got back from a run. I ran longer than I had run in a very long time. And as I ran, I kept thinking what if I fall down. The scabs on my knees are healing from a bad fall 2 weeks ago. But I kept running because I love to run. And I thought, I paint because I love to paint. I have those moments when I'm afraid of making a mistake and slabbing down the wrong brush stroke and using a wrong color, but I always keep going. I keep painting just as I kept running today knowing that I may or may not fall down. I may or may not make mistakes, but I will keep painting because it is in me to do so.

The piece on the left is titled Rosa in Rosas. It is a self-portrait of me in drag. And I remember one morning many years ago when my best friend looked over at me while having coffee one morning and he said, "You're really something!" I asked him what he meant and he said "Last night you where out dressed in drag and this morning you're so absorbed into reading the sports page." I write this now because there are so many sides to me and who I have been, who I am today, and who I will continue to be tomorrow. May you have a most beautiful Saturday day. Cheers!