Painting, Living, and Wisdoms
Life has a way of bringing things full circle. After my mom passed away, I entered a period of my life in which I could not be still. I needed constant input into my brain to keep me from experiencing the pain and loss that I was so desperately trying to push down away from consciousness. I spent fourteen years not able to tolerate silence. It was during my husband’s illness that I found silence and painting again. I saw a video about painting in a journal. Just a journal and a few tubes of paint was all I needed to begin to dabble in paint again. The dabbling in paint roared into an all consuming passion, and three years later and at 67 years old, I have begun a new art business. Follow my journey from those beginning days with my journal to today as I venture into this business.