Still Life….this weeks P52 Photo Challenge

There is definitely not enough “still” in my life.

After  almost three weeks of being in DC visiting my oldest son I’m pretty sure I’ve not paused to be still since returning home.

In my younger days I didn’t appreciate stillness.  I had places to be and people to see.  I had a life to live.

These days I love being still.

In the museums I visited in DC I  stopped to study a few still life paintings and felt as if I was “seeing” them for the first time.

I used to think that particular genre was stiff and uninteresting.  I was an art major.  I was way too “edgy” to be enamored with paintings of fruit or flowers.  As I have mellowed into the middle years of my life I now find them to be restful and marvel at the artist’s ability to capture the light and the essence of that which is still.  Still does not equal stagnant.  How is it that it has taken me over 50 years of living to understand that?

This is my still life from my days in DC.  Dare I admit that I really enjoyed being away from the fray and the bustle of being a command spouse?  Of course I can.  A lot of you will understand completely.  When was the last time you had the chance to peel an orange and then really see the way the light streaming through the kitchen door illuminated that glorious fruit?