https://soberboots.org/tags/art/Recent content in Art on Walking in Sober Bootshttps://soberboots.org/soberboots/assets/uploads/2023/07/img_1290.jpghttps://soberboots.org/soberboots/assets/uploads/2023/07/img_1290.jpgHugoenTue, 28 Jun 2016 12:42:57 -0400https://soberboots.org/2016/06/28/reconnecting-with-joy-in-art-and-writing/Tue, 28 Jun 2016 12:42:57 -0400https://soberboots.org/2016/06/28/reconnecting-with-joy-in-art-and-writing/<p>I’ve mentioned before that I really didn’t lose much as a result of my drinking. And it’s true, I didn’t lose any of the things that one might normally measure as losses. I kept my job, my wife, my house, my son, my car, and my health — if only just barely.</p> <p>This past Sunday, I was feeling a bit restless for no particular reason. We’d been to the pool on Saturday, but I felt a need to get out of the house. I went out around 11:30 with the intention of picking up a pair of shorts to replace some that I’d blown out on vacation.</p> <p>Over the past week, my Twitter/Instagram/Facebook friend, Regina Walker had posted a few photos of her son at some art museums —<a href="https://www.instagram.com/p/BG37YGEL12hP4yNJ8V79KEL_PvlTc5uTE-7sU00/">this one of her son contemplating a Jackson Pollock</a> had stirred up a desire to go to an art museum in me. Then over the weekend, she posted <a href="https://www.instagram.com/p/BHFe5-jguzdXLmzyeg8ZT42cpcBbZxioyc1fLc0/">this one at MOMA</a> and it kind of sealed the deal. As I left the house, I asked my son if he’d like to go to the Baltimore Museum of Art when I returned.</p> <p>Amazingly, he said, “Yes”</p>