Abstract Creations In Oil Paintings by David Castleberry

The last months have been wild.  So many changes and so much going on.  Spent these last months recovering from my back surgery and that seems to have healed up and am feeling great.  Had a bone fusion and some bone spurs taken out of my spinal cord followed by several...

Hope all is well.  Still not able to sit.  Have had a MIR and waiting for results. Am able to walk and lay down with out pain so am able to get things done.  Am getting tired of standing to eat.   Mother is doing fine and we are getting ready for Christmas.  Can drive...

The morning is going as well as it can and Mother is enjoying her coffee and talk with people not there.  Have done something to my back and sitting is not working for me so will not be writing much more than this today.  Am seeing the doctor and maybe that will be a s...

The darkness has rolled back and exposed the hidden in the warm illumination of a new day.  Fish swim at a fast clip in the pond as a cat crosses the green grass shaking each paw as it treads the wet pathway. The trees on the hill are ablaze with golden light and birds...

Rain splattersagainst the skylights overpowering the sound of music playing in the living room. Mother is sitting in her chair rearranging things in her mind because the messages say she is supposed to, according to her. I already have picked up the lamp and other thin...

Night has inked in a dark void beyond the windows. The day that began in blackness now ends that way. This morning Mother was up very early and would not return to bed. She needed more help and attention, so the usual solitude that I enjoy vanished and one thing p...

Night lingerson as the days shorten and the cool breath of fall drapes the land and changes leaves to gold. The sounds of sleep fill the house as Mother sleeps in this morning and enjoys sleep that eludes me. After the last time up and back to bed I am unable to return...

A marching drum band is pounding on the roof as the rain continues unabated. The night was filled with the sound of drops hitting the skylights in a fury of percussive beats. Mother was up early and doing better than the last few days. Her falling asleep or being in a...

The heat from the fireplace fills the room and makes the cool of night dissipate quickly. Outside, the sky drips into the fish pond creating ripples and reflecting the soft light. A cat makes its way through the wet grass, shaking its paws with each step and not lookin...

Halos surround lights as the fog cloaks the morning and the feeble light begins to gain strength. The house is quiet as Mother sleeps in after a night of unrest. Her actions in the night have become more disruptive as she wakes and tries to figure out what is going on....