ROCKIN' HOPPIN'

ROCKS

The back story:

I conked my head a little too often during my life and I now have a form of dementia. This affects my frontal lobe and the temporal lobe.

There is no cure for this disease nor any type of operation. You are slowly going to die. The bodily functions will all slowly be ended. Like going to sleep except you never wake up.

So the only way that the experts thought that could slow down the horrible scenarios to come is to keep the mind as busy as possible during waking hours.

Computers for social media and my websites are the primary sources of my brain activities. I go to "the Club" (recreation with fellow demented friends) every week now. There we play games, exercise, do crafts, have lunch and chit-chat.

All of the above has allowed my artistic side to bubble to the surface. I paint rocks mostly. Create Little villages and put them into the forest.

Actually, a friend wants to sell them at her table at the local market.

The material is very cheap. These rocks surround my condo.

It is just a matter of picking out the right ones in the least amount of time and move to the painting stage. You just need to see what the rock is showing you what it really is. Is it a bird? Is it a cow, a horse, or an elephant?

Try looking at these and see for yourself.