Day: January 15, 2015

One afternoon for each of eight winter weeks, almost every school kid in Vermont gets out of school early for Winter Sports.  The ski resorts and skating areas offer extremely reduced prices on lessons and equipment, and the Winter Sports take the place of phys ed for our kids.

This year I can’t get up the mountain, so we’re skating.  That is, eight-year-old Thing2 skates while fourteen-year-old Thing1 tests the menu at the snack bar and the limit of my wallet and I doodle and catch up with parents I haven’t seen since before Christmas.

Even though I’m wearing a fracture boot to negotiate a snowy parking lot in the winter, it’s a good antidote for cabin fever.

It’s been almost a month since an unexpected attempt at a split laid me up.  It’s taken a toll on what previously could only generously been called my housekeeping regimen, but it’s also taken a toll on my blog.

I’ve written. I’ve write everyday. Serious tendon damage has me avoiding swelling by keeping my leg up for most of the day, however, making drawing awkward and physically uncomfortable.

A non-arting artist being just as neurotic as a non-writing writer, and I finally decided to use the part of the hour or two I can sit at a desk each day to sketch. At first I figured I’d just do still life out of desperation, but sitting has made for a fairly still life the last few weeks.

The more I think about it, the better the subject matter fits.