My Husband Told Me Never To Go To The House At Blue Heron Ridge Until Three Years Later

I hired people to restore it. That took a year.

And then I started painting.

I had never painted anything in my life. I bought supplies from an art shop in town and read books about technique and produced, for the first six months, work that I can only describe as sincere in intention and terrible in execution. I kept going anyway. I don’t know why.continue reading …