Who knew what these last twelve months would bring?
Surprise after surprise, both wonderful and heartbreaking.
My self-assessment twelve months ago would have used the descriptors: mom, wife, daughter, previous jock, teacher-on-leave, Vtown girl…
I no longer live in Vtown, nor think of myself as a teacher, neither do I have a living mother anymore… The fact that I am painting makes me lie of the floor.
I was introduced to watercolour painting by Herta at this retreat. Sexy Neck bought me a set of paints for my birthday in a month later.
My heart is full of gratitude for having the luxury to play with colour on beautiful watercolour paper. My boys love it and always join me. We paint quietly together often talking about cool new colour creation or telling each other what we can see.
A pure gift from God.
Beyond anything I ‘thought’ I could do.
Almost Five year old CC
Seven year old JC’s paintings including a hairless one of me.
My paintings from my soul, feelings and things I see in God’s creation.
Chains or freedom.
Living in the beyond.