I have had a lot of things on my plate for a while now, juggling this that and the other thing. Add to that feeling like I am living on a roller coaster of my emotions and internal struggles, self-doubt -- lack of this and that -- and I have felt a little on the crummy side lately -- like a little hermit. and a lot on the crabby side.
There is something to be said for making art in the mayhem of life. It soothes me, comforts me, gets me through it all.
Each pencil line, brush stroke, inked leaf is like a light that lifts me. Lifts me and lightens my heart.
the bright colors and pretty flowers that come from inside my head satisfy and heal me, making me feel 100% confident that everything will be ok. in the end.
confirming to me that there is definitely a LOT of comfort in making art.
Certain areas of each painting and piece of art I create are little spots of happiness. I don't know about you, but little spots here and there really please me.
Yesterday we went to the Portland Museum of Art. I saw a lot of the same feelings and different things in art that other people create, there in the museum. Art that must have pleased them, lifted their hearts and souls -- and made the mayhem of their lives a little bit easier to weed through.
Today I am quiet and comfortable in my heart - as I feel my path is becoming clearer and clearer. The voices that tell me no, no, no -- are slowly becoming yes yes yes. Do it. Enrolling in classes at Portland School of Art this summer will help me define my path and help turn those dreams into realities.
What I do know, today....
I want to:
play with art.
share my art.
I hope you find comfort in art today -- have a wonderful Monday! Thanks for stopping by!