Actually, I've been "retired" from my job as a computer programmer for about 10 years, but I've tried to "keep up" with that world. I have a recurring dream where I announce at the end of the day that I'm quitting and won't be back at my desk tomorrow. I didnt know what the dream was trying to tell me.
Years ago I read an article about a retired man who would suit up every morning and spend the day haunting his former workplace. How pathetic, I thought.
This morning while looking at artwork and reading about artists, I realized that I have been like that pathetic man. I subscribe to technical websites, spend hours reading about advances in computer science, lusted after the latest gadgets and couldn't understand my dream.
But something has changed. I'm now looking at art with a new appreciation and want to move in that direction. Trying to keep one foot in the world I (should have) left behind was making me very unhappy.
When I first told my BFA son that I was going to try my hand at painting, he suggested I study te old masters. I was too busy reading about computers. I've made a decision. Computers will evolve without me. I'm going to quit "suiting up and haunting" that world.
I'm off to study some old masters.