Get Back to Your Roots

In 2016 my husband and I moved to England, and to get there, we made a trip of a lifetime. Boogie I & II are about that epic life journey. We drove across the country to New York. From there, we took a boat across the ocean. A train across the English countryside and a car into northwest London. Before settling in Watford in late November of that year.

 Lets Boogie I Will be on display at my art show Cavalli Corner for the month of July. Stop by and see it in person at the Cassio Metro Estate. 

In 2017, Lets Boogie I won in a juried show called Grow at the Art House Gallery for new and upcoming student artists.

Since the mid-1600s, my family have quested Westword evermore.

They came from North Italy, Spain, Germany, Whales, Scotland, Ireland, and before that, they immigrated from north of the Mediterranean sea.

Once they reached the states, they moved slowly across the Appalachian mountains, into the hills of Ohio and northern forests near Canada.

My parents carried on the tradition when they moved to the Southwest to the great plains in Minnesota and South Dakota. I grew up knowing that our family was the most westward outpost that my family had ever reached.

No one said it, but it was almost like a point of pride within my family unit. The westward sunset of chance, that's who we were.

I think going west is iconic for most Americans because it holds the ideal that opportunity is still out there; if you just reach west, you will grab your dreams.

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Try any of John Steinbeck's novels. They mostly deal with people seaking after opportunity with lovely and often lost morals. 

Check out this link:
https://laudatortemporisacti.blogspot.com/2011/02/fat-of-land.html?m=1

--->It's probably for me the most memorable part of the book and movie.

 If you click on this picture it will send to to a place where you can purchase your own copy. 

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Have you ever played Oregon Trail? Or how about the countless songs that talk about Newyork, to LA? Going West is such a ideal, We made it into a video game in the early 90's.

If you want to play, just click on the picture and it will send to a place you can download your game and try to get more then 1/3rd through the game with out dieing of disease, wagon failure or hunger. I never made it past the first couple levels. Its harder then you would think.

But this was not my fate to continue the traditional travel westward bound.

My fate was to travel in the other direction. My dreams, opportunities, and best choices have always been when I go east.

My destiny took me closer to the dawn of the east when I fell in love with an Englishman. Eastern Europe changed my life and made me fall besotted to live the European lifestyle.

My love of art is due to Byzantine monks of the Mediterranean. Who laboured over their illuminations placed in their scriptures. In the east is where I found my faith, my religion and my moral path.

Most immigrants who see the Statue of Liberty for the first time see it from a boat as it is coming towards them. Mine was going east and away from my place of birth to the home of my adult life. Like my ancestors of old, I took a boat but saw the lady disappearing instead of appearing before my eyes.

"Yahova's Desire"- Sold 2017

This painting is based on a photo my husband took on our way out of the states. We are about ten minutes away from Niagara falls in the Ice wine fields, of the Ice House. 
Try some its fab! Just click on the photo.

Off to the right side of the refrance photo there is a bench, and I am toasting in the sun on it. Instead of taking a photo of me, he took the one of my empty wheelchair. Sharing both our hopes and dreams for me to get out of such a contraption.  

I saw Niagra falls as I fell away from my place of birth, viewing it from the eastern shore of Canada. I saw it all in reverse, like a VCR rewinding, but with purpose and hope.

 Lets Boogie II

America says it a land of opportunity, but mine has never been found the westward trail. It's all here where I belong—in the east, looking forward to the dawn, to my rising chances, to my new point of pride.