2.17.10 Sharpening the Axe

Today we sharpened our Axe. AXE? Yep, Axe. “But,” you ask. “What has that got to do with art?”

When we first got  together Jack used to tell a story of an old woodsman and his young helper. The elderly man handed the youngster an axe and pointed to a pile of wood. The boy chopped, chopped and chopped, stopping only to wipe the sweat from his brow. As the day wore on it seemed to take longer to cut each piece of wood. The woodsman came back to check on the worn out young man, who was exasperated. The old man asked, “Have you stopped to sharpen your axe?”  The boy answered with a bit of irritation in his voice, “How can I take the time to sharpen my axe? I can’t keep up as it is.”

Jack and I love to paint and do so almost everyday. But we take breaks occasionally to renew our energy and see our work with freshness. We call this Sharpening our Axe. We had an appointment today with a special collector in San Antonio. Since we were going to be in ‘the big city’ anyway we decided to go to Central Market. What a cool store, it reminds us of the farmer’s markets in California. Fruits and Vegetables galore and the flowers are fabulous. This is just one section of the flower market below. I could just set up my easel there and paint!

Coming home we took the long way through the rolling countryside. It was such a beautiful, sunny day with the promise of spring in the air. We are going to have great wildflowers this year. We’ve had a wet, cold winter, just right for Bluebonnets, Indian Paintbrush and Blanket Flowers.

I’ll be back at the easel tomorrow. My axe is sharp and I’m planning to paint sunflowers and the hilltop village of San Gimignano in Tuscany. COME WATCH.

Hugs, Mikki Senkarik

Website: http://www.senkarik.com Email: senkarik@senkarik.com

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