You know the scene at the end of When Harry Met Sally. Billy Crystal is walking alone in New York City, realizing that he's truly, hopelessly fallen in love with Meg Ryan. The story is so convincing that every guy in the theater had already fallen moments prior. (Go on, click the link. The "build" is worth every bit of the seven minutes.) And you know, Meg Ryan isn't drop-dead gorgeous. She's just real. Or at least Nora Ephron totally convinced us so for two hours. She reminded us that love is not about being together under the sheets. It's about being together over years. Laughing. Crying. Growing. It's about the stuff that matters ... and what we remember. Oh, and just to clarify, my "Sally" is Pamela. 
While some dream in black and white, I paint in black and white. Acrylics. I have been doing so since Ron Sachse, my high school art teacher, slid paint, brushes and a palette in front of me. I still use the same palette to this day. And I have always fancied Mars Flat Black by Liquitex. And I love it. This blog was created to capture my ongoing art work - from final initial sketch to final stroke, my evolving style, and your comments.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Meg Ryan
You know the scene at the end of When Harry Met Sally. Billy Crystal is walking alone in New York City, realizing that he's truly, hopelessly fallen in love with Meg Ryan. The story is so convincing that every guy in the theater had already fallen moments prior. (Go on, click the link. The "build" is worth every bit of the seven minutes.) And you know, Meg Ryan isn't drop-dead gorgeous. She's just real. Or at least Nora Ephron totally convinced us so for two hours. She reminded us that love is not about being together under the sheets. It's about being together over years. Laughing. Crying. Growing. It's about the stuff that matters ... and what we remember. Oh, and just to clarify, my "Sally" is Pamela. 
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Thaks for sharing your humanity as well as your art. Heartfelt, well written, and well painted.
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