At 62, I am still looking for that great idea to paint, or to write, or to create something so people would appreciate it. When inspiration hits me, stand clear. Like the time I had an idea for a new pool cover. Each year when I closed my pool, I spent hours trying to come up with the perfect design. I drew 25 different designs. I’m still not there yet.
The point is I create. It is who I am, it is what I do.
Art and sports, particularly baseball, were other things that I was passionate about in my youth. Unfortunately, my father became ill in 1969 and everyone had to work to keep the family afloat. School, sports and art took a back seat for a while. It wasn’t until I married Linda in 1981, that I began to settle down and rekindle my love for art. Many of the paintings and drawings from the 1980s depicted both the good and bad events that were unfolding in my life. We had children. My construction business grew. The years passed. I became interested in stand-up comedy, fencing, and writing screenplays, poems, and short stories. Although paintings and drawings were fewer, my love for art never wavered.
Today, my passion for art is as strong as ever.
It will propel me forward as I prepare for my jubilant years.