Off to School

6x6", water mixable oil on canvas board, 9/14/15

As a junior high student, I rode the bus to and from school every day. I was one of the last houses on the route, which made for a short trip in the morning, and a long one after school. I always secretly enjoyed that long ride home--45 minutes sitting on the bus gave me some much needed time for contemplation after a long and often eventful day at school. 

I can still remember how it felt to stand on the corner waiting for the bus on that first day of school--who would I sit by? what would happen after I stepped off the bus? so much anxiety and excitement--I can't really say I miss it... but then again, maybe I do just a little?

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