you don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows

4/27/2011

This morning, while I painted... I listened to the same side of a Dylan record about 10 times... it just never gets old. When something's good... it's good forever. I like getting older. There are vast spaces between where I have been and where I am now. When I was a kid, I was sort of a smart-ass. I thought I knew everything... I enjoyed keeping up in conversation with my parents friends... I always thought I was just as smart as they were- just as adult. I would say that was only partially false. I have grown so much in this lifetime... but many of the things I loved and believed true when I was 5... are still the same. There is a comfort in that. Like a favorite pillow. This has little to do with my art... but everything to do with me.

2 Comments

/eva monica\

4/27/2011 02:11:38 am

Well-done! Nothing more to add than say you have some fabulous artwork and lovely blog here. Glad AaronN posted to share on facebook.

AaronN

4/28/2011 01:47:44 am

"I always thought I was just as smart as they were- just as adult."

the older i get, the more i know i don't know. and, strangely enough, getting a real sense of how much i don't even know i don't know. big 'ol universe!

then there's the eternal we get as 5 year-olds. what's so funny about peace, love and understanding?

(and thnx eva - it's what i'm all about! :-)

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