It’s been a while!

I know, and probably no one cares! Ha! But I’ve been thinking about this blog, and painting, and sharing some thoughts for quite some time now.

Nonetheless, I’ve worked on a “new” painting station, and it’s ready now, a very nice and quiet spot on my basement, where I can paint while my husband plays his video games. It’s the best of both worlds for us. We spend time together, chitchatting about what’s going on with either my paper and brushes or his controller and screen. We listen to music or a podcast, take breaks for snacks and to check on our dog. Life is more than good. We’re enjoying every moment.

So… desk set, here I go!

Lilies

I don’t have much to say other than it’s summertime and I felt like painting flowers. Thing is, I get bored so easily. And I have a doubtful taste for self-challenge. And then, this happened:

The beginning of a dream…
…and perhaps I should just keep on dreaming!

Lord, help me. Not to be too hard on myself, remember I’ve never done any kind of painting lessons before. It’s all my eyes, my guts, and my lack of technique. At least it’s obvious this, well, isn’t a horse, but rather a picture of a horse.

I like it! I am fascinated with the fact that I’ve been able to express one of my biggest insecurities in that picture: my very fine hair and my deepest desire to have so, so, so much hair! My horse got it all.

There is an androgynous feel to this horse. Again, I like it.

I’ll be back soon. I hope you’re doing well and enjoying your time with your paper and brushes too.

G.

Some Imperfections I Love

Like I said on my last post, my hand feels rusty. But I keep doing what I need to do. And being thankful for the opportunity of celebrating the imperfections that come out of every stroke of my brushes.

Almost Cherries
Dripping Peaches

After all, we’re all here to learn. Live and learn…

G.

Bouquet of Hope

I’ve had the chance to touch my brushes and paint this weekend, and I’ve realized how rusty I am right now… It felt like I was wearing a cast while I was painting. Oh well, it is what it is.

Bouquet of Hope‘ – inspired by a real bouquet my significant other has given me a week ago. He’d hand picked each one of them and brought them home for me. It made my heart so full of joy. Here’s a picture of it:
The most wonderful flowers I’ve ever received in my entire life.

Here’s a picture of the closeup I used as the inspiration of my painting:

I’ve painted my favorite one by itself:

‘Silky Summer’

I’m not going to be much harder on myself because what’s the point? I’ll keep on painting regardless of how many mistakes I make. Painting adds meaning into my life.

G.