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windmill by flowing water

So I did a thing

I’ve been encouraged by a few people to start selling my art online. I’ve been reluctant because I don’t want the pressure of creating to sell. Painting has been a way for me to relax during the craziness that all began in March 2020. It’s been very meditative for me, so the thought of commodifying …

ten things

We are getting ready for the holidays in our own little way being two people who lived several decades married to other people. We will visit my parents for Thanksgiving and the new husband will finally get to meet my sister and her family. I’m bringing my oft requested sweet potato soufflé along with my …

A drawing of a woman's face with yellow hair with the quote "pay attention, be astonished, tell about it."

Every day holds something new

I’m so sorry. I love my blog and I always mean to attend to it more regularly and then life happens. 1. A lot has happened since my last post back in May. I’m still creating, albeit not as much as I would like because my workplace has reopened and so, I’m having to go …

alone time

Returning

Yesterday, I had to go to the my office to print up documents for a project for work. It was a lot of pages to print up at home, so going to the office was the only answer. I’ve been back in the office only one other time since we were shut down. My desk …

April Year of Mary

Give in to Joy

I finally finished the painting I started the other day. It is from Effy Wild’s “Year of Mary. There were a number of times where I was feeling frustrated with this girl and wanted to throw it in the bin. I decided to start talking to her lovingly and thinking nice, lovely thoughts towards the painting …

Let Go

When friendships fade

I have very few girlfriends. My closest female relationships are to my mom, my daughter and my cousin. I envy women who seem to have bountiful, strong female relationships. During my first marriage, I spent a lot of time raising a family, going to school, and working. Developing long-term friendships was hard because my time …

Feeling the Music

My first love

Stories have been told about how when I was very little, I would lie in my crib and sing gibberish to myself. I’m sure I understood the words even if no one else could. I love singing. It was my first creative outlet. And when my kindergarten teacher yelled at me for not cutting a …

black bird

The Bird in the Storm

Art I’m in a rut, artistically speaking, right now. I’ve signed up for quite a few things this year and nothing is speaking to me. Yesterday, I continued working on a piece that I started this week-end and I’m very “meh” about it right now. I try to be gentle with myself as a newbie …

red rose

Ancestral Connections

On Friday, I wrote about my great-great grandmother Sophronia (click her name to read the post) and how I believed she helped me when I was going through my divorce and separation. When I think of that story, I’m reminded of other ancestral connections I’ve had over the years. I believe I must have had some …

Cypress trees

Let me tell you about Sophronia

Sophronia Thrush is my great-great grandmother on my dad’s side of the family. I never knew of her existence until a few years ago. After my separation from the ex-husband, I was looking for a place to live. I needed to be some place that would bring me healing from the hell of the last …

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