Yesterday was a tough day. Got to church but didn't do me much good, I was a bear all day. I have grown to detest contemporary Christian music. Like really bad pop music. I like the old hymns. The old Gospel, "Old" Chuckwagon Gang, Louvin Brothers. My mom loved Tennessee Ernie Ford. Dad loved the Chuckwagon Gang. I miss my Mennonite Church, but too far to drive on Sunday am. I keep telling my wife we should become Amish, she'd get all the horse work she'd want. She's not buying it.
Oh well, the wind blew all day Sunday stirring up dust so I got no painting done. Very frustrating. The ideas are strong now, but time is so limited. Then I have a got a $1K worth of framing to get all these ready to sell.
I am pleased with the painting I have going. I am really working to keep it simple. When Ken Burns did his Jazz series on PBS he played a Jazz section from Louis Armstrong's early days and then the same section late in his life. He played it with half the notes. He had refined it to its essence. This quote on writing was attributed to John Prine, but I am not sure, however, take a blank piece of paper and remove everything that doesn't belong.
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