Finally, the weekend is here. And it isn’t supposed to rain until Sunday. I don’t know about all of you, but I live for the weekend. At least, I think I do. The problem is, I don’t long for my weekend full of house cleaning, grocery shopping, laundry and dog care.
I want to step into a Heather Stillufsen painting and spend the weekend there. She is a greeting card artist who also has an Etsy shop where she sells calendars and other items. What I love about her work is that she captures the many facets of a woman in her art.
The little girls are cherubs and the young women all look like ballerinas. And the grown women all look like they just stepped off the cover of some high fashion magazine.
Those of you who know me know that I am never going to be described that way. That doesn’t mean I don’t like looking at those kinds of thing.
Stillufsen got me with her holiday themed stuff and then I kept going back for more. Now, I have quite a collection. Her women are never shown struggling to get out of bed and do the dishes. They are up charging forward with life and taking their dogs or children or anyone else who says they would like to go with them.
Way back in the 1990s, I wanted to walk into a Thomas Kinkade painting.
He was called, some of you might remember, the painter of light. And his creations all seemed alive with light. His street scenes seemed to be made for people to walk right in and take up whatever activity was being depicted there. The streets seemed to glisten with rain or snow or just love sometimes.
I am hoping to someday write something that evokes the feelings that people feel when they see the paintings of artists like Stillufsen and Kinkade. However, it is hard to do when I spend hours of my week chasing court stories about people who are arrested for crimes like child abuse and murder.
Maybe it is all of those stories that send me searching for the life and light of the artwork of Kinkade and Stillufsen, as well as the quiet of the weekend?
Happy birthday Saturday to Bobby Carlisle and Ginger Ann Johnson, both of Sherman; Charlotte McLain of Howe; and Garrett Morgan of Frisco.