The last days of summer... I can already feel the sadness overtaking me. I've waited so long for this summer, I've made so many more or less achievable plans. Summer has come and almost all of them have been unattainable and that's because when I plan something when I dream of something, I forget that the unexpected is more than I can believe. Now the unexpected was: the summer was too hot; the war in Ukraine; a few health problems always spiced up by a few money problems...
Some kind of laziness or perhaps abandonment makes it difficult for me to find a topic for writing and in such moments I find great help from those who, more active and with a good imagination, propose themes. As the weekend is the most enjoyable part of the week, I find it natural to use the suggestions from WEEKEND EXPERIENCES community.
Suggestions for this weekend, coming from 
Weekend DIY
What Sunday looks like
Weekend history lesson
Shared weekend
If somehow you find these topics appealing and you have the desire to write something, here you find all the necessary details, [Week 118] Weekend-Engagement concept
I chose "What Sunday looks like"!
("Create an artwork of what Sunday looks like to you and post a single photo of it.")
For me summer and by default Sundays in summer mean SEA!
It is a pleasure, a joy, an obsession. The obsession of a boy who saw the sea for the first time when he was 18 years old, even though it was only 200 km from the town where I live.
The question that remains unanswered for me is if I lived by the sea, would this passion be as strong?
I had a talent for drawing. A talent I practiced as a child. I used to spend too much of my time drawing, generally making reproductions of paintings or photographs. When I think now about how much free time I had then.
What a wonderful invention would be the one that would help us store the free and unused time at the beginning of life to use it now, in old age!
I drew a lot, I had good teachers in high school who guided me and who appreciated me. After I got married I didn't have time to draw...
The biggest compliment I ever received, about my drawing talent, was from my best drawing teacher, whom I met many years after high school. She asked me when I finished the Art Academy and where I exhibit my paintings...
It was the moment I realized I was a loser, I missed my life and my vocation!
To explain. I didn't even think about attending the Academy of Arts after high school! This was in 1972, in a communist country in Eastern Europe (Romania) where people could not make a living from art, where freedom of expression was severely restricted, and where engineers in particular had a certain future. I became an engineer without even thinking that I could have gone into art...
However, life as an artist would have been something... else! Maybe I wouldn't have always had something to eat, but I would have had other satisfactions! Even that of being a drunk, that's because later I met many painters and most of them loved alcohol.
The painting posted here is my first (and probably last) digital painting. Here, in an old post, I showed the stages of making it (and some proof that I did it). This is the first "painting" in the rest of my life
I tried to learn to use drawing and painting programs when NFTs first came out and they seemed like they could be an easy way to earn money (I thought so at the time). I figured that if I have a talent for drawing that lies within me and that, I thought, could not be forgotten in the same way that riding a bike could not be forgotten, it would be easy for me to try to make some money from it.
Then I realized that it's not quite like that. That's from seeing very talented people who don't do much in digital. I mean, they do great work that nobody is interested in.
Regarding the theme of my drawing, I wanted to show what it takes for me to be happy. A place by the sea. A place of my own, quiet, not necessarily without people (they may be further away). A place to enjoy the sea, the sound of the waves, the smell of the breeze, and the warmth of the sun reflecting off the sandy beach.
I wanted my drawing to show how little (or much) it takes to be happy!
