Omg. It's almost the end of July and the summer is flying fast. Weekends are booking up and although I'm enjoying myself, I want summer to extend the season for another 3 or 4 months. There is lots I want to do and I fear there isn't enough time. 

(photo taken in Westport MA last Friday)

It's been such a busy time, and I've realized that a big part of that is exhaustion.  Yes, I have much going on, but I realized that I've become overwhelmingly tired.  The stress of not being a fulltime employee with benefits, as well as a mattress that has bit the dust has led to major sleep dep.

In this, I attempt to do what I can to rejuvenate myself.  Last Saturday I spent a day in Provincetown with friends.  It was glorious, although doing Ptown as a day trip is always difficult for me.  I always want to being able to at least spend one night so I can wander the beach and then Commercial St at night without worrying about driving home in the middle of the night or to get up early to wander down to the water as the sun rises and the air is quiet.  But, a day trip is better than no trip.

And I did even manage to capture the super full moon.

And yesterday, after work, instead of going to the gym I decided to head to the beach and spent an amazing 2 hours walking in the water.  It was the perfect end to a work week.

Happy Pride to NYC, Seattle, Chicago and all the other cities celebrating today!!! 

(photo from my first NYC pride in 2012)

Pride weekend in Rhode Island!  

Saturday was Pride Fest down next to the canal.  This year was the first year that I could check it out.  I walked down and spent a fun hour before walking to the train station to hop a train for dinner with some Seattle family who had been on vacation in NH before catching their flight back to Seattle.

I love my new city.

A gay caped crusader heading toward the iconic Superman building.

Lobster rolls at Pride Fest.  Must be Rhode Island.  

After a wonderful dinner I grabbed the train back to Providence in time for their night time Pride parade.  While walking to the center of town I saw the most glorious light.  This is not photoshop enhanced.

And then, as always, the parade was a good time.  There is something magical about celebrating at night.

It's been a while since I posted.  I have full intention of returning to this blog with longer posts and more frequent entries, but sadly, I've been neglectful.

One day it will happen.   

I am still working a temp position and I need to keep reminding myself that there is a fair amount of stress when not a permanent employee.  In addition, it doesn't really pay the bills.  I spend my time out of work in an attempt to keep a semblance of normalcy and routine in the midst of this shaky ground.  It involves spending more time experimenting with cooking, which takes time, hitting the gym 4 - 5 times a week, work with my art and then make time to see friends and visit my folks once a month.

So, that's my life in a nutshell.  It may give the impression of a mundane life but there is much richness found in the spaces.

Last weekend I had planned on going to the beach, but stayed in and worked on paintings for two days.  I hadn't been to Horseneck Beach since April.  

On Wednesday afternoon, as I was leaving work I took a left instead of a right and ended up here.

Horseneck Beach. The snow fences have been taken down, the path is cleared and the last vestiges of winter's mark are disappearing. 

Today's painting time included this quick little 12"x16" oil study on canvas in preparation for larger painting.  

In honor of all my beloved Bears around the country, "Still Life with CPap" is based on a photo I took at Phil & David's back in 2007.  I just waited until the time was right to begin the painting.

Since I've returned to New England, one of the few things I've found very challenging is the late winter/early spring grayness. After spending 15 years surrounded by green lushness, with camellias blooming in January, cherry blossoms opening at the end of February and even seeing roses in December...New England, for all it's cool stuff, has a harsh and dreary six weeks. Here it is, the 3rd week of April, and I am over the moon jubilant that the big tree outside my studio window is finally waking up.

The potent desire to clean house while in the throes of art grant and submission deadlines is clearly encased in the law of physics.

When the light is right, magic happens.

I've been going through all my photos from a magical afternoon at Horseneck Beach on Sunday…in the snow.

Here are a few for now.

I'm one happy, happy girl. Beach in the snow!!! 

After spending 8 hours yesterday and 4 this morning working numbers for tax prep, I celebrated this task completion by hitting Horseneck Beach about 3:30 this afternoon with good friends. It was very cold...but made for a perfect long walk. Now comes the big job of editing 260 images down to about 20.

I love the stillness of snowfall. Even on a night like tonight when I can see the wind whipping the snow around, it holds the quiet. We live in a frenetic world and so cherish these moments. In snow, is Silence.

I had a what turned out to be a great gathering at my home on Saturday. It was originally a very belated try again bday party for me that morphed in an early birthday for Nicole and a condolence party because Anna had to leave her beloved studio and move into another space. Chinese food a couple blocks away and then dessert and drinks at my place.

Cake by Daved and Serena, flags made by D, S and me, pie by me and photo taken by someone else (not sure who!)

Probably one of my all time best gifts was when someone at the party exclaimed "I'm so glad you moved to Providence!".

These are all folks I've met in the last 18 months, except for Lewis who I've known for much longer, and am grateful to have them in my life.

Fun work incident:  I work with many people who have very thick south of Boston accents.  It's something I've noticed since I've moved to Providence.   My desk is next to a guy named Don.   There is a worker in the factory whose name is Dawn.  Sometimes, the operator will page "Dawn please call the operator".  Early on when I'd hear the page I'd ask Don "why aren't you calling the operator?"  He'd respond "because she paged Dawn"  

Me: "How can you tell the difference?  

Don: "It's obvious" he says.  

And we'd both end up laughing.

Yesterday I had nothing to do, so I asked the other 4 in my area "anyone need help?  I'm even up for doing something boring!".  Angela gave me a job.   As I worked through a list of UPC numbers on my computer I came upon a problem.  After some thinking I realized I could research using something Don has shown me when I've assisted him.  

I complete the job and hand it back to Angela, mentioning the fact that I was stumped in the middle but used something Don taught me.  She and two others in the workspace look at me, confused, and all say "Dawn?  When have you done work for Dawn?"  I look at them, puzzled.  "I've helped Don almost every week!"  They ask "but you haven't been introduced to Dawn!"

There was much laughter once we all realized what was happening.  It reminded me of the "who's on first" comedy bit because we went round and round for a while. 

(photo taken a couple nights ago on Broadway…next to my home)

Returned from NYC and fell into a crazy, surprising and delightful week.  And busy.  Very busy.  Here is another NYC photo.  This one from the Met.  I spent Sun, Jan 26th, leisurely wandering the Met…and for the first time with no agenda.  No blockbuster must see show.  It was a treat. 

Whenever I return to NYC a part of me feels I've returned home. My heart always leaps a little as I see the approaching skyline. It's strange...coming from the girl whose heart is also entrenched in the New England coastline. I am thrilled to my toes to be spending almost 4 days here, and doing so with a dear friend...an amazing painter, Sue Danielson.  It's art in the city time!

Another photo from my commute last night.  

I've been super busy these last few weeks.  Trying to get back into a routine but that will have to wait until next week because I'm away again this weekend.

Blizzard tonight.   My 20 minute commute took almost an hour and a half.  On the plus side, it's really pretty out.

Well…I had a belated birthday adventure planned for Saturday evening.  On Saturday morning I needed to cancel it.

Instead of outdoor ice skating, then walking for Chinese food, and then a short walk to my house for cake and fun, I spent the bulk of the weekend battling a nasty stomach bug.   Finally, after some organic ginger tea in the afternoon, I was able to keep some light food in my stomach.

This afternoon, although I'm feeling better, I've been drained.  It's been kind of nice to have free HBO this weekend because I couldn't do anything other than lay there and drift in and out with movies in the background.

I hope to reschedule for February.  And I'd rather not spend another weekend like this one.