Friday, February 4, 2011

The Great Blizzard of 2011, a Testimony to True Love

It's snowing in Dallas. This happens once in a blue moon and the city goes haywire. Snow on top of ice is not something The Big D was designed to handle. We are on Day 4 of cancelled school and stir-craziness has set in but we are also enjoying the coziness of being together imposed by conditions beyond our control.  I have gotten out once to go to the grocery store (which was nearly ransacked b/c no trucks have been able to get in) and thank goodness Exhale has been open because the zen I derive from my yoga practice and wonderful teacher is largely contributing to my calmness and good spirits this week. My little A loves the snow, but her two younger brothers can't get away from the cold stuff fast enough.  I must admit, I'm with them.

Still painting away when I can, but the little space heater in my garage art studio lovingly referred to by me and my students as "Mr. Toasty" just can't hack it. I have moved a bunch of stuff inside to our dining room, which my neat-freak adorably OCD husband is really having hard time digesting. Here is a picture of a bunch of new works in progress. I am a bit schizophrenic in my process, often vacillating between 5-7 pieces at a time because I work in layers and each one needs to dry. 

Mr. D has yet to ask me to move it, b/c he knows I am working on commissions with Valentine's deadlines, but I see him shuffle by it and if the paintings and supplies are physically hurting him by being in our space.  If that's not a testament to true love, I don't know what is.

"Turn down the noise.  Reduce the speed.  Be like the somnolent bears, or those other animals that slow down 
and almost die in the cold season.  Let it be the way it is.  The magic is there in its power."
-   Henry Mitchell  


Gina Marie Dunn, Utopia Pkwy. Art Studio's Fan Box


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