Septuagenarians and Beyond!
Septuagenarian: Someone in his or her seventies. Octogenarian: Someone in his or her eighties. Nonagenarian: Someone in his or her nineties. Centenarian: Someone 100 or more.
I’ve always loved senior citizens.
Not in a patronizing aren’t-they-cute-way (even though some are. My mom definitely was). And not in an I-must-absorb-all-of-their-wisdom-way (even though some have managed to garner some wisdom in their long lifetime). I love them in a R.E.S.P.E.C.T kinda way. They have lived for seven+ decades. They have seen the world change in huge ways that we can’t possibly understand until we ourselves are in our seven+ decade.
INTERJECTION: As I am typing this, one of my sketchbooks just flew off the bookshelf! I went over to it and picked it up and said, “Lyn, is that you?” My dad’s girlfriend hasn’t been well and I asked her in my mind last night to stop by before she went on to her next adventure. Three minutes later the phone rang. It was her daughter-in-law telling me the news.
I want to take this moment to thank you, Lyn. Thank you for finding my father when both of you were in your 9th decade. Thank you for singing those old classic songs to him even when he pretened not to like it. Thank you for sharing your loving, joyful spirit with us all.
Thank you for being family. You will be missed.♡
The secret of genius is to carry the spirit of the child into old age, which means never losing your enthusiasm.
-Aldous Huxley (Lyn knew this secret)
In my current series, I paint figurative portraits of older women on gift wrapping paper.
Because aging is a gift we seldom appreciate. The American culture in particular has a terrible habit of dismissing our elders and especially deciding that women over a certain age should remain invisible.
I say, You are not invisible. You are beautiful. Let’s be friends.
This is the sketchbook that flew off the shelf. Lyn was a big fan of my art and she will be the next face I paint in my series. ♡