Another Leaving

Jack is moving the L.A., and I am clearly mulling this over as I let the paint dictate where this quirky little painting was going.  A car appeared -I cannot draw a car - and I used a canvas on which I had penciled some drawings of sand dollars.  Before I know it, I was making an arch from 103, green roads became purples, and L.A. began to manifest itself in the distance with lights, ramps, buildings and an attempt at a bridge.  Life is tough when the only thing I can hope for is a suggestion or semblance of a landscape....

Oh, it should be noted that a small fluttering fairy is following that car; she is a good fairy, and the sand dollars are really sunshine dollars so that Jack will find everything he is wishing for.  I love that the purple-ish road really leads back to home, and the car is indeterminately moving in either direction - is it a homecoming or a leave taking?  Why are children's partings always so painful?  I wonder if they feel any loss when I traipse around the world.  It's a mulling over morning of laundry, sunshine and anticipation of the homeward journey on Wednesday.

This trip has helped me get more centered and slowed me down to a summer's pace; let's see if I can maintain it when I return to the hustle bustle of Philadelphia.