Back to My Roots

1602 Scrivener- Back to My Roots SM

This is the second painting of 2016. A remnant from a class demo on landscape painting that took a few twists and turns today.

I find myself doing a lot of reflecting at this time of year and this painting takes me back to my roots.

Growing up on a farm on the prairies seemed like a simpler time. A time with less stimuli and more time to ponder. Long snowy days and days filled with sunshine.

A time when neighbours dropped by and had time for a visit.

Simpler in terms of stuff! We lived simple – a small house only 400 sq. feet with 2 bedrooms in the eaves. By today’s standards that would be crowded for 6 people. It was the way it was, we did not know any different. I have already experienced the small house movement that is becoming all the rage.

Farm house

The larger house in this photo belonged to my grandfather.  When I was around 14 we built a new house. I got my own bedroom!

We lived outside a lot.  We did not have many toys but invented toys and games. I learned to skate at the neighbours house on the outdoor rink using skates two sizes too big stuffed with tissue.

In grade one I went to the one room school a mile away and we walked to and from most days. It had to be extremely cold to get a ride.

Carlea School

 

I learned to play softball in grade one on a mixed team, There where only 16 of us in the school up to grade eight.

I drooled over the art of a grade four boy.

Although I can never go back could I just recreate some of that simpler living in our now complex world? I think that lines up with my guiding word for 2016 -BALANCE

Slow down, take time to ponder and reflect.

Simplify

What are you pondering?

Leave a comment  – I would love to hear your thoughts.

 

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