Saturday, February 26, 2011
in april i'm taking a vacation. i'm going to cuba with a friend and we're not bringing work (she is also an artist). i picture myself, every evening, floating in the roof top swimming pool as the sun sets over old havana. i haven't purchased a bathing suit for 30 years.i've had a few hand-me-downs from my daughter. but, like most women, i hate the way i look in a bathing suit. i got a new one this week. this time i realized that i didn't care how i looked. as long as it was comfortable and stayed on. there is a new freedom with being 60. when it is all about good health and new experience and vanity is a thing of the past. i am free. floating.