Wyatt's Musings — Watercolor Road
This Too Shall Pass
Painting from life has become less about the paint and more about the life. It’s the stuff that happens along the road. It’s the reason a sandwich tastes better when it’s 3:00 pm and you remember you haven’t eaten lunch.
I’m painting along when, out of nowhere, I have an incredible pain.
A kidney stone. I had to find an emergency room. The nurse’s name was Nancy. She took my blood pressure and searched for a vein to stick an IV. We laughed a little—the way people do when walking past a cemetery at...
We Called Him Tortoise because He Taught Us.
I don’t want to lose my taste for doing. At one time, America was considered a production-based society. We did things. Made things. Today we have transitioned into a consumer-based society. We now buy things instead of making things. Shopping has become sport.
As a boy, if I complained about being bored from nothing to do, I was given a job to cure my boredom. I’ve heard you can sometimes die of the cure. However, sometimes, the cure works.
I drew to entertain myself. It was obvious to my parents what I was doing,...