Skater sketches Laurie Fox Pessemier antique paper/acrylic 9.5 x 13.5"
Chalet in the snow Blair Pessemier Acrylic/canvas 10 x 19.5 25 x 50cm
Mountains with Cablecar lines Laurie Fox Pessemier Acrylic/canvas 12 x 18 30 x 45cm
Mountains Blair Pessemier Acrylic/canvas 10 x 19.5" 25 x 50cm
I never thought I would really visit Switzerland, but I am so pleased that we have come. We are staying with a friend, which makes it possible. Switzerland reminds me of my life growing up in Connecticut (I loved snow until taught not to), at least the wintertime. We’ve been spending time indoors playing games. The views are incredible – snow falling, jagged mountain peaks. And inside, we pick cards and move game pieces.
“If you didn’t just WANT another blue card, you might get something you could use,” one of the players tells me. I shun him. I tell him about luck, being with you or against you, and when you are not having luck, well, you are just not. I come from a family of gamblers. We played cards constantly when I was a child, and the cards were either with you or not.
He goes on to tell me I should be thankful for the cards I have. Maybe they are the cards I need. Eye roll.
But this morning, I am actually thinking about it. I mean, why not? What if I didn’t WANT so badly, but accepted. Would I stop buying raffle tickets? Or could I buy them, and just think that I made the seller happy, or the cause it benefits a little richer? I kind of do WANT the car.
I haven’t quite figured it out yet, but you see, travel, being in a new place, being exposed, makes me more likely to consider this idea.
The game we play is called “Ticket to Ride”. One builds train routes across the USA by picking cards indicating possible destinations, and colors corresponding with track. You can play constructively, focused on your own path, or play offensively, blocking the paths of others. It never seems that profound when you are playing, but I get pretty upset when people throw literal roadblocks in my way. There is so much to learn in life, still, at my age of 62.
Meanwhile, we’re planning our strategy to go up the mountain to eat lunch.
During my month in Sicily, I found inspiration and learned some history. But a trip where I can be traveling and be with others, opens me up and provides input. Not everything learned is right; some people are full of baloney. But the right person, the smart person, the person who is there for you when you need it, makes a big difference. It’s accepting, not wanting.
It's spring in RoccaMalatina:
Hyacinthes Laurie Fox Pessemier Acrylic/canvas 10 x 19.5" 25 x 50cm
Giacinti Blair Pessemier Acrylic/canvas 12 x 12" 30 x 30cm