Lately, I‘ve been dreaming about water, lakes, and oceans. I also found a box full of beautiful shells at a yard sale. In addition, I kid you not; I looked in the glove compartment of my jeep and found a stamp block of a coconut tree🏝!
See..... my daughter, my son in law and my only grandbaby moved to Hawaii about 6 weeks ago. My heart aches... still.
For some reason, I want to paint oceans. My soul, my heart has this desire to paint them. I find myself wanting to even listen to the sounds of the sea at night. Maybe its because it makes me feel closer to my family that just left. (Sigh)
Now, keep in mind, Im a desert dweller. Only for a few years did I live near the ocean. I lived In the Pacific NorthWest, where my second daughter was born. I fell in love with everything about the ocean. I always wanted to be a partime ocean dweller, partime desert dweller because NM is my home.
Today, I tried painting an ocean wave but epically failed! Ugh! I couldnt! I cant! My brain doesnt know how! My heart wants to so badly...
It feels as if I paint oceans that somehow it will magically connect me to Naia, my grand baby. I believe, sometimes we have to do things physically meaningful to soothe our souls— thats what I think ....
But I paint cacti, mountains...its what i know.... I‘ve never painted oceans! Ever! Even if I love them❤️, I just never have.
I wont give up though, I know that painting and art in general is a process. I know that everything has not worked its way for me to do so! However one day here soon ill paint the perfect ocean!
I share this today because, art heals the wounded soul ( even though Im happy that Amber, Matt and Naia moved— I can visit!) I’m (we,all of us ) are still missing them!
Its also good to see that we all struggle and even seasoned painters CANT paint sometimes!
Thanks for reading! Be blessed! Happy painting everyone! ❤️
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