It's hard to think about the future when there is so much uncertainty about our health, our economy, and our future as a nation. My family and I are all safe and sound here at home. It's a warm, sunny afternoon and I can hear kids playing outside and someone is even mowing a lawn.
I'm starting to think about the future - not just about the next few months or the next year. But decades from now, when I'm old. What do I want for myself? What do I want for my family? For the community around me?
I want to live a simple and creative life in my old age. I imagine having a small art studio in my neat little Japanese-inspired rock garden. Watching the seasons pass through my studio window inspires me and calms me. All things have their time. I paint work that is makes me happy - small, intimate, and charming. People buy my work because it makes them smile and reminds them of happy times and places.
When I'm not painting, you'll find me spending time with my family, especially with my husband and grandchildren. I imagine taking them for a walk down to the nearby beach. Or maybe I'll take them shopping for groceries at the farmer's market and making dishes for a small potluck dinner later with friends. I love teaching the kids how to pick the a good melon or how to tell when the cookies are ready to take out of the oven.
At the end of the day, I want to write in my daily journal. It's how I remember to be grateful I am for what I experienced that day. I have a steady pile of books on my nightstand to whittle down. Some of it is fiction, but most of the pile consists of books on whatever topic I'm researching. I always want to be learning something new.
This post is part of my a 3-month series, Finding My Voice. I'm recording my experience of becoming a professional artist. Subscribe here to get automatic updates, probably once a week, with my current work in progress and what I'm figuring out along the way. Comments? Suggestions? Drop me a line.