Day of Rest

9/23/13 Monday at Kimbolton, OH (Rocky Fork Ranch Resort-ROD)

Okay, so I’m a wimp. I just want to get over this cold. So after sleeping in lots, I spent the day catching up on Internet reading and writing the blog. With a nap thrown in for good measure. John enjoyed his book, “They Shoot Canoes, Don’t They?” by Patrick McManus and watched his old TV shows on METV.

A few things from Sunday: we sat in the hot tub before going to bed. It’s been ages, last February, since our last hot tub rest. We struggled to remember when it was!

IMG_2161 IMG_2173 IMG_2174Cute little cowgirl. She really had confidence. At the top the grandstand seats, she stepped onto the next seat, stood a moment, then proceeded to spring (her legs wouldn’t reach otherwise) from seat to seat until she reached the bottom. No fear on that horse either. She’s getting off in the last image – see her boots below the saddle?

About Patricia Elser

I've always loved the loose, flowing, transparent look of watercolors, of Chinese paintings and their calligraphy, but alas, no watercolor classes were available when I was in school, so that interest remained buried until my children were grown. Even then, I was afraid that I couldn't really paint, so upon my sister's advice, I actually started to take classes. I signed up for every class available, determined to learn no matter how afraid I was. I came upon a teacher, Stan Miller, who inspired me, who opened the door to success in watercolor. I love to look at beautiful images. I want to capture them forever. All my life, photography was how I gathered images of the beauty I saw. Thanks to all that photography, I enjoy composing pictures, especially up close. Watercolors allow me to add more of me in their translation of that beauty. My paintings reflect my love for music and dance, with their rhythm and flow. I am fascinated by the play of light, so it appears in my pictures as drama for they are filled with darks and lights. Maybe it's the challenge, maybe it's the beauty, but now, when a work comes together, it fills my soul.
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