This time of year is special when I get to meet up with my dear BFF who is an art teacher in LA at her family’s mountain cabin in the Smokey Mountains of North Carolina. We have known each other for decades, and it is still precious when we get to spend time together.
The cabin is rustic, but wonderful, and we manage to leave the men behind
…and gather as artists in the little house on the hill.
This year there are only three of us for this first night, but it makes it all the nicer to share a quiet porch in the late afternoon.
I have created art here before,
…and this time I managed some time sketching on my new city series.
I have been spending long hours in the studio working and it is thrilling and scary to be back hard at work on my art after weeks of travel and thinking about what to work on next.
This was a nice break with artist friends…
…and although I miss My Beloved Brit, he understands my escaping for a few days with fellow artists in the woods.
And with no air-conditioning or TV, he really has no desire to join us in this peaceful oasis.
Sometimes it is nice to take a separate path, and have lots of stories to tell when we get back together.