I've been loving to go down to the Art Studio and relax with my watercolors and a canvas.
I don't know how to describe it, but there's just an overwhelming peace that comes to me when I'm painting that I've never felt before. It's incredible, especially since not long ago anything to do with art gave me an anxiety attack. It just goes to show that with practice {lots of practice} you can find hidden talents or turn weaknesses into strengths. I used to think that if my art wasn't perfect, then I shouldn't show it, but I've realized that art is about making mistakes. Creating, designing, and then accepting the flaws. Life is like that too, I think. No one is perfect, but if we accept ourselves for the imperfect-always trying-people we are, then amazing things can happen.
I was going to explain to you my thought process for each of these, but the other thing I love about art is that it can be interpreted many different ways, depending on the observer and I don't want to taint that.
So, onlooker: observe, interpret, and enjoy.
{If you really want to know my thoughts, comment and I will let you know. :)}
