I started painting 8 years ago and have been experimenting with different styles and medias. I am drawn to mixed media and subjects from nature. Over the years I have done many classes and workshops, taking a little from each one to incorporate into my own style.
Two years ago I lost my son to cancer. This was a devastating, life altering blow and I have just recently picked up a paintbrush again. I am finding the practice of painting to be therapeutic; at first it was all emotions, barely able to see the canvas through the tears. Now I am learning more patience, just being in the moment and doing what needs to be done. I have learned we have no control over some things in our life, and the same goes in art. Sometimes I just have to let it be and see where it takes me.
I would like to share the poem "Allow" by Danna Faulds
There is no controlling life.
Try corralling a lightning bolt,
containing a tornado. Dam a
stream and it will create a new
channel. Resist, and the tide
will sweep you off your feet.
Allow, and grace will carry
you to higher ground. The only
safety lies in letting it all in –
the wild and the weak; fear,
fantasies, failures and success.
When loss rips off the doors of
the heart, or sadness veils your
vision with despair, practice
becomes simply bearing the truth.
In the choice to let go of your
known way of being, the whole
world is revealed to your new eyes.