I was a nineteen-year-old university student when I met Sally, a white-haired, bandana-wearing woman in her sixties. She was pursuing an MFA in painting. She was so exuberant about creating art that she inspired me to decide I would become an artist, too, once I came closer to retirement. Forty years later, it’s time. As I climb an intentional learning curve in art, I share these posts to keep myself accountable. May my efforts inspire others the way Sally inspired me.
Wednesday, March 6, 2019
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
More About the Sally Project
I met Sally forty years ago when I was twenty and she was the one in her sixties. I was a waitress at a Howard Johnson’s restaurant on...
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_r99A-rtOj8Mr84Ol7OhTXMs3rFydUpZZrBtbP9PF88s8Mbqt-uACLP1mNTd3yOJHcD2ZmGt2PdpTctfCECK8IFXPktMmDhDCmJHT_H_7BANkILZjvUrBA7jra1eWdgJj1VB83o3gbFs/s640/Elation.jpg)
No comments:
Post a Comment