I believe everyone’s life has a purpose. We are here to discover that purpose then use whatever gifts were bestowed upon us to make this world a better place. Some of us are fortunate as we know at an early age what that purpose is. Others, well, we go along, often digressing from the road that will take us there. This is me. Now on the other side of 50, I am finding my way back to that road that will lead to my life’s purpose. Welcome to my journey.
There are times when I simply HAVE to paint. After a long day dealing with state testing and kids that could careless about it, I just had to paint. On my desk is my left over paint journal, a selection of acrylic paints, brushes, gel pens, stencils and a remnant of a napkin from my napkin journal. Oh, and Allistair! Honestly, he hears me pulling out paint and he comes running from wherever it is that he was sleeping. It's not the paint he wants to play in but the water in the cup. I've learned not to leave him unsupervised with water.
I purchased the Golden Fluorescent pink paint and the POSCA pens with Christmas money. I had fun using them for the first time today.
I tried a new technique, layering over a stencil 3 times using a different color each time. The final layer, lime green did not show up as bright in the photo.
Using the POSCA pens to doodle over a stenciled image. Letting go and having fun.
I will leave you with this beautiful image I just snapped from my back patio. The light is changing. The days are lengthening. There is hope for spring.