My path since my marriage split 3 years ago has been a wobbly one with lots of twists and turns, hills and valleys and the odd mountain to manoeuvre but I'm getting stronger and I know, even on my darkest days I still have so much to be grateful for. I have my beautiful boys. And I have my paints... thank heavens I have my paints. In the words of Stella Adler “When life beats down and crushes our soul, art reminds us that we have one”
This is what my soul has created of late. I'm still experimenting/struggling with the intuitive style but it's all fun and I love not having any idea what I'll end up with when I get started. I always did love surprises and am usually delighted with the outcome... eventually.
This one was quite a journey. After hours and hours it somehow became a way too predictable and realistic bowl of pretty flower... nice but it wasn’t really working for me, too try hard and just not my thing. It wasn't easy covering up all that work but in the spirit of bravery, stepping out of my comfort zone and trusting the process I decided to venture further. The next layer just seemed to evolved on it's own and I love the outcome... it has a simple cute fresh country feel... much more me :)
Much lighter, brighter and more fun I think... makes me want to frolic.
Lest We Forget.
Follow your dreams and never ever ever ever give up.