Wednesday, September 23, 2015


When I was a kid, I used to draw ALL the time. A new package of typing paper and some colored pencils made me happy as a clam. I drew ladies in my own designer dresses, I drew flowers, I doodled letters, and it was fun. 

This pretty much came to an end when a junior high art teacher appeared to dislike everything I did. My "store window" of high fashion boots rated only a C-. My sketchbook only garnered a C, and my painting was given a large, red, F. 

After that, I put the pencils down. I stopped trying to draw. I had other talents to develop. But, deep down, I think something in me wanted to draw even if I had no real talent.

I have joined a Facebook sketch group to try and recapture the joy of just doodling and drawing in a journal setting. I may never get really good at it, but that doesn't matter. I'm having fun. 

Billy Cannon's Halloween Run

I read today where Billy Cannon passed away at the age of 80.  Whenever I hear the name Billy Cannon, I automatically remember my Mama t...