I am often asked "How long does it take you to do a painting?"
My answer today is sixty-nine years. In less than three months I will
be seventy years old and the total time taken will have moved up a
Let me explain. A painting is born of my experience of life. Creativity
does not come like a bolt of lightening from the heavens. It is a
combination of the ethereal and the worldly, of stored visions of
light and shape and the ability to bring the visions to the canvas,
an ability that comes with practice, practice, practice. It is the
same for the musican, the singer and heart surgeon, whose five-hour
operation really began when he first decided to go to medical school.
This week I have started a painting of Bancroft Hall at The Naval
Academy. I have visited the academy in Annapolis many times. The first
occasion must have been twenty years ago. In 1989, I painted a scene
of the chapel but I was not ready to take on the challenge of Bancroft
Hall, the pride of every graduating officer since 1906.
Bancroft Hall at the Naval Academy is the subject of Pat's latest
I knew this week I was at last ready to start the painting. Thoughts
of our brave sailors facing danger for the sake of our own safety
gave me the final boost of courage. Now you can see the birth of the
image and, as with a new born baby, you can distinguish its features
and imagine how it will look when it reaches maturity. I like its
start in life.
Before the guests arrived.
This past week had two highlights of entertainment. On Friday Malcolm
and I hosted our party in my home. I enjoyed the evening immensely
and everyone has been most complimentary. Our house was decorated
with glorious tropical plants of vivid colors, a gift to me from Dave
and Linda Cerutti who had collected them from around their farm, Green
Acres, a wonderworld of tropical splendor. Saturday I was worn out
and slept most of the day.
"Sure felt good to be with all these handsome guys. On my
right it my physician, Dr. Jose Anderson."
On Sunday evening, we were among the many guests at the wedding reception
of Lorelei and Kenny, two of Bocas's best loved residents and owners
of our local deli. It was a beachside party worthy of Hollywood.
At the wedding reception. Dave Cerutti is seated on Pat's right.
His wife Linda is absent from the photo.
Three more weeks and I will be heading back to Florida for the Girl
Scout receptions and our gallery show and then on to Waynesboro, Virginia,
for the Barn show.
A Picnic in the Valley will be released at the April Barn Show.