As I was hiking this weekend in Acadia National Park, a thought occurred to me. For those of us privileged to be able to walk, how amazing is it that we can? We laugh affectionately at children as they learn. But, the movement is quite complex when you think about it - how the muscles must work together, while you breathe and your heart pumps oxygen via blood to your limbs. We are magnificent creatures capable of doing so many spectacular things and yet many of us are concerned about what we are not capable of doing. We take for granted that which can do effortlessly. When I think about these things I am filled with joy and gratitude. I am alive and I am magical.
(05.27.19)
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Color is a focus of my work for a variety of reasons, but the main reason is for healing. My father was an angry and violent man. He took out his rage on his family daily and I took it upon myself to protect my mother and brother from him by becoming the focus of his fury. We didn’t have much, but my mother filled our home with colorful art to bring radiance into an otherwise dark place. I followed in her footsteps and escaped into vibrant art of all shapes and forms. Getting into the flow of mindful art creation has been the single most important part of my healing. I hope to share the happiness that colorful art brings me with others, especially children.