Sunday, June 24, 2018


Jack Baron Painting

My Art from the 1980's

My art from the 1980's

We have been busy hanging all our artwork on the walls in our new home. It is now beginning to really feel like home to us both. It was hard to take all our art down for the sale of our condo back east. I really missed it so much. But now it is all hanging in it's new location and we can once again enjoy it. The top painting was done in Key West many years ago by one of my favorite artists (now deceased) Jack Baron. I have one other painting by him hanging in the kitchen. He was an original to say the least. He painted many things besides canvas. In fact he painted shoes, dolls, high chairs. Anything and everything. And so colorfully!

The two Mexican paintings were done by me in the late 1980's. I still love them. I wish I could paint that way again but it is hard to go back to a style from so long ago. Some artists may be able to do that but sadly, I cannot. Once I have painted through an idea and moved on, well then it is time to move forward.

Speaking of painting, being away from my art for the past couple of weeks has been difficult. I am used to a daily practice. Yesterday was the first day I created any art and it almost feels like I forgot how to paint. It will take me a while to get back into the swing of my practice.

At least now I finally have a studio again. That really feels wonderful. I have so much room I can even have my yoga mat on the floor so that if I need a stretch I can just get down on the floor and do that. I have been getting up really early every day to ride my bike as well. I get out there at about 6:30. Almost too late really!

I love living here.

Sunday, June 17, 2018


Monsoon clouds over Tucson
We have arrived. I am pinching myself every few minutes. I still cannot believe we really made it. The past week everything went according to schedule. Which was great.

The flight out on Saturday was a little grueling as it usually is. First there were delays on both planes. Luckily we allowed enough layover time between flights. We have learned how important that is. I would much rather sit around the airport for a few extra hours than miss my connecting flight. It is not easy to fix. Usually when that happens you are not the only person who needs to re-book and most times there are no available flights. So always best to allow plenty of time between.

Plus our carry-ons were extremely heavy. Usually when we come out here we travel light since we have plenty of clothes already here. But this time we each had 2 laptop computers, I had all my good jewelry with me, we needed clothes for the two days at the hotel. Plus we had things that we forgot to ship or that we couldn't ship because we needed them until the bitter end.

I am very sore today from all that shlepping.

However, sitting in first class was quite amazing. I had so much leg room I couldn't reach the seat in front of me! Too bad we can't fly like that all the time. And the food. OMG. It did make the flight and shlepping and delays much more bearable.

Today the car arrived. That was really fast. Wednesday our UPS load of 34 boxes arrive. It is funny, I don't even know what is in them. We have everything we need here already. But you have to have your stuff right? At least according to the comedian George Carlin. I think that was one of the hardest things at the end of our stay in Boston. All our stuff was either here or in boxes. I missed it very much. Even though it is just stuff. You need it in order to feel human. I am no minimalist.

The picture you see above was taken from the plane as we were landing in Tucson. We arrived just in time for the first of the Monsoons and these clouds are what the monsoons look like from up above. Really spectacular!

Last night we opened all the windows and had all the ceiling fans going. We were so comfy. Today is much cooler than it has been here but as the week goes on we will need to turn on the AC since it will get back into the 100's by the end of the week. Time to go up to Mount Lemmon for the day!

I took a bike ride this morning at 6AM and it was delightful. I am going to try and get up early so I can get outside and exercise before the extreme heat sets in for the day. I hope I can do it. My sleep schedule has been so crazy lately due to all the stress and waking up at 3AM every morning.

The lizards are dancing everywhere you look and the birds are tweeting furiously!

Friday, June 15, 2018


The View from our Staycation

Everything is done now. The closing is over and the condo here in Boston now belongs to someone else. We are staying at a local hotel in the neighborhood. It does feel strange, to say the least, living in a hotel 2 blocks from our old condo.

I have shed many tears this week over leaving. The closer we got the worse my anxiety became. Even though I have wanted this for so long. I went through every possible emotion. We moved my grandson over to his mothers on Monday since he wanted to stay here in the Boston area and keep working at Trader Joe's.  After he moved I had to keep the door to his room closed because I was so sad that he was no longer living in there. Even though I always complained about the dirty clothes all over the room and food plates left willy nilly. I will still miss him terribly. I love him dearly.

But we had a lovely meet up with him this morning.  I texted him that we wanted to see him to say goodbye. He was very near the hotel getting a burrito so he came here and he ate it in the hotel bistro. We had a real conversation for the first time. Ever. I can feel our relationship changing to something so much better than me yelling at him to get up for school. I feel like I can leave now and he will be fine. He has a good head on his shoulders and is a hard worker.

Tomorrow we fly away home to Tucson. See you there!

Friday, June 1, 2018


Well, I have some good news to share. My grandson will, in fact, be graduating with his class this coming Sunday. I am beyond happy. I had to run out, buy a cake and invite family for a small party. He pulled it off in the eleventh hour. Literally. Final grades were due at 3PM on Wednesday and at 2:50 he was handing in his last due assignment. Talk about skin of his teeth. He is a last minute person but this was ridiculous.

The past weeks I have been so sad and depressed. Not to mention that I could not bear to look at Facebook or any posts from proud parents and grandparents and their graduates. It was too painful.

I may post a photo or I may not. He has never liked it when I post his photo on my social media pages so I don't want to disturb the peace so to speak.

Sunday, May 20, 2018


I am still here in Boston for four more weeks. My one way trip out to Tucson gets closer and closer. My house is filled with boxes in all manner of disarray. There is bubble wrap everywhere with more rolls on the way. I hate using that stuff but when you ship everything so far away, especially the artwork, you need the extra protection that the bubble wrap affords.

I am still making art as you can see. I am so addicted to my daily art practice that I can't pack away everything until the very last minute. So I have left my Koi pens and Tombows out along with a few Micron pens and a pad of paper.

The schedule is as follows: Wednesday, June 13th, UPS comes to pick up the boxes, Thursday, June 14th the movers come to take all the furniture down to my son's house on the south shore, Friday, June 15th is the walk through and closing, and Saturday, June 16th we fly away. We will be staying in a local hotel for the nights of the 14th and 15th.

As it turns out my grandson will not be graduating from high school with his class. I am broken hearted over it but it does not change my plans. My life has been on hold for far too long as it is. He will have to figure out his life on his own. He says he will stay here with a friend. So be it.

We have many plans for the new house but mainly just living in it is the big plan. There is a restaurant called Risky Business near my house in Tucson. It is nothing fancy but they have great food. It is more of a sports bar with huge screens everywhere. You wouldn't think that I would enjoy something like that, but for me, it is my happy place because it means I am there. So right now I am focusing on sitting outside on their patio with my glass of wine admiring the mountains and thimble rock at Sabino Canyon. It is helping me get through this move. Kind of like when you are having surgery and they tell you to focus on the day after the surgery.....moving is like surgery? Well not really but the post move thoughts help.

I will possibly write once more from here in Boston but if you don't hear from me, I will of course, write once I have arrived.

Wednesday, May 2, 2018


I have 45 days until I leave to move to Tucson. We bought one way tickets flying first class! We had been saving up our airline miles from all the many trips out there and we have enough for first class. That will be a real treat since I think I have only flown first class once in my life and that was back in the days of free upgrades if they had an empty seat. I think it was for our honeymoon. It should be nice!

Mostly I have been still packing and throwing things away. I can't believe how much I still have left to do. The last week will be very stressful since we will be staying a couple of days in a local hotel here as we move all our furniture down to my son's and go to the closing. Yikes.

It does feel like I have been moving forever though. It will be such a relief to finally live in my home.

In the meantime, I continue to make art in the form of Mandalas and I continue to take my exercise classes. That helps a lot.

June 16th is fly away day!

Thursday, April 12, 2018


So the news is that the condo has sold. We are thrilled for a variety of reasons! The move now feels very real. We close on June 15th and so we will move the very next day. Still waiting to see if my grandson graduates. But we will leave anyway regardless of whether he graduates or not.

I have been learning how to draw mandalas and they are so very interesting. The smallest shapes take on very different look when repeated in the round. Almost like pattern making only in a circular motion. I do miss my paints but this is really fun and I always do enjoy trying new art mediums and styles. So I will continue trying to make one mandala a day until we move. It is quite therapeutic.