There is a painter inside of me busting to get out. She talks to me, while I am working – makes suggestions, helps me pick the right brush, encourages different strokes.
I like it when she is present. Listening to her is an act of letting go. It is a form of trusting. A growing confidence.
I feel as if I am aligned to a creative force.
The painting classes I signed up for didn’t go. Not enough participants. No matter. Now that I’ve started on this journey, I’m not willing to give up.
So I try harder.
My paints are out most days now. On the days when the muse is present, I attempt ambitious pieces – works that require hours of concentration, and patience.
When she is absent, I practice techniques inspired by Instagram or YouTube videos.
Clouds still elude me, but my trees are improving.
I am pleased with how my use of colours has progressed.
I love that painting, like writing is always evolving. So hopeful.
What inspires hope in your life?
One Woman's Quest II 
I LOVE it! I still have a framed pastel I did, during a period of psychotherapy with someone who encouraged me to “just draw the feelings out”–it’s no work of art, a stick figure on a journey–but it was prophetic. I lived, I have HOPE.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Art is good therapy!
LikeLike
Sure is!
LikeLiked by 1 person
I really like your art. Keep listening to that inner painter. You are on a creative path for sure!
LikeLiked by 1 person
I sure am – it’s marvellous!
LikeLike
Oh wow, V.J., these are gorgeous! You are so talented, and your skill is growing day by day. I’m so impressed!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks Terri. I have so much to learn, so many questions, but I do feel as if I’m improving.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Don’t you find it’s like that with lots of things though? It seems the more you learn, the more you realize there are many more things you don’t know….. That seems like progress to me. You definitely are doing some beautiful work now!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks.
LikeLiked by 1 person