There was a time in my life when I wasn't painting at all. When all that creative spark in me just dwindled away, it was pretty gosh darned sad. I'll never forget a good friend of mine telling a certain stupid boy (NOT the one I'm married to, by the way) that I knew "She's not even painting." I distinctly remember hearing him say "But..that's...that's not Maddie. She's really not ok is she?" (Side note: that boy was part of the problem, and once I got him out of the picture, life started getting A WHOLE bunch better/I met my now husband.)
The point is, when the joy and spark has gone out of someone, people tend to notice. And when it comes back, I think not only do other people notice, but the people themselves notice. For example, I realized tonight that all I want to do is work on paintings. I'm in a greative painting frenzy! I have four going right now. FOUR. Two are for a certain brother and his wife (ones that live South of me...hint, these TWO do NOT live in Tennessee), one is for my Boss, and one is just something I'm working on for me.
I want to work on them, and I love working on them. I've started to loose time when I'm working on them. Little bits of them are coming together each day and I love love love this. I guess tonight I just realized how much joy and life and light were missing from my life, and now, I can feel that it's back deep in my bones. Shoot! I'm covered with paint and it's the best feeling EVER. I can't wait to show you all what I've been working on! It will have to be after I send some to some people, but after that I can show you. And I'll be honest, I'm not the best. I hate drawing/painting realistically, and I might never be considered "great" but who cares? I think the greatest painters are the one that didn't expect to be the greatest, they just did it out of Love.
So here are some sneak peaks. None of these are finished yet, so it doesn't matter if anyone DOES see them. :)
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| I love my paintbrushes. |





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