It's Elementary

When a new year arrives, I often feel energized and upbeat, ready for a new challenge or two.

On New Year's Eve, between dinner and a movie, we stopped at Walmart to kill some time.  Of course, they're always open and ready to take a person's money.  (Could that be why they keep such ungodly hours!!!  Do you think?)

As I strolled the aisles, I came across the artist supplies.  I purchased this set of acrylic paints, a set of brushes, an acrylic pad and a few palettes.  That was the easy part.  Now I have to become inspired so I can put these tools to work.  A normal person would be inspired first and then seek the tools with which to express himself.  Normal, I'm not.  

Forty or more years ago, I briefly played around with acrylic paints.  The only painting I remember putting on an acrylic board was a cross-section of a lemon.  Yup!  It was elementary at best.  Unfortunately, I haven't set my sights any higher this time around.  I can almost guarantee that my paintings will be astonishing only in their simplicity and my obvious lack of any noteworthy artistic talent.  That's okay. 

Why bother then? you might ask.  My response if you posed that question would be:  Purely for the benefits that come of a diversion.

I am a ghastly creature of habit.  My weeks are nearly identical with my job, workouts, blogging, reading and household tasks taking up the majority of my time.

For that reason, I'm hoping that one of these days I'll open up my paints and get out of my rut, if only for an hour or two at a time.  Who knows what might or might not happen.