I normally don’t post my studies/practice paintings but I really liked this one. I was meditating while I painted - mainly on how I have felt recently. I feel more calm than I ever have in my life. I wonder, is this what finding wisdom feels like? I feel like I get it. That I am starting to understand life, or at least that I am very conscious of it. I’m conscious of myself and my emotions. I am conscious of my body language and the language of others. I am conscious of the games that people play. I am conscious of my own mental traps. I am conscious of my thoughts and of my actions. I think that is what is the most frustrating. I am awake. I am aware. I am conscious but I do not yet have mastery. I am yearning to be the best version of myself. But, it is a process. I make leaps and then I fall. When I do fall, I must pick my self up, try harder and fly once again but higher and higher each time. ⠀⠀
(05.30.18)
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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.