I’ve been working on a piece today that is inspired by a painting done by my Great Aunt Nora. (Is that right, mom?) The painting has seen better days, it has been neglected and looks like it was partly folded at one time. It really is a sweet scene and I often wonder who the model was…maybe it’s a self portrait. (mom?) Or did she sit out on this lovely porch and paint a friend or relative while the full moon rose over the sparkling water?  I find this painting inspiring as it transports me to another place and time. Maybe I don’t want the answers to the questions that arise in me after all. Sometimes the questions are the best part.