I was a nineteen-year-old university student when I met Sally, a white-haired, bandana-wearing woman in her sixties. She was pursuing an MFA in painting. She was so exuberant about creating art that she inspired me to decide I would become an artist, too, once I came closer to retirement. Forty years later, it’s time. As I climb an intentional learning curve in art, I share these posts to keep myself accountable. May my efforts inspire others the way Sally inspired me.
Monday, August 27, 2018
Monday, August 20, 2018
Glad I Saw You
So glad I saw these glads because they prompted me to stop and paint them after a long dry spell of no art-ing. Felt so delicious to just let the watercolor have its way and then add a few lines here and there. You never know if or when you're going to get that buzzy buzz feeling from making art...but it's what keeps me hooked.
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