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| Queen Anne's lace and Blackeyed Susans[without their eyes] |
It's pretty hot out here in Arizona these days - 112 today - so I get up early and get about an hour in the morning to paint.
Here's the thing - I've never painted before. Not ever. I have no idea what possessed me to do this to poor Terry's garage. I mean a sane person might have started out with a pad of paper that they can hide away. Nope. Not me. If I'm going to do it let's do it big and put it out there for the world to see. Could someone else do better? Oh hell yes, but this is me and my attempt. No rules. No blueprint. Just painting in the garage. I say to myself over and over 'What is it you are seeing?' It's one thing to look at something, it's another to see it. I'm learning as I go. Oh the scale is off and the perspective isn't quite right but you know what? Who cares! It's not like anyone else really has a vested interest in what my garage looks like and there are no garage police to throw cuffs on me if I do it wrong. I know I've made mistakes and the world keeps on spinning. I've even turned a couple of my mistakes into something I like better than my original intent.
Here's the other thing - this is kind of like MS. I'm new to that too. No rules. No blueprint. No one else really has that same vested interest and the MS police only exist in my head. I say to myself over and over 'What is it you are afraid of?' There's a difference in living and in living your life
I'm going to keep moving forward, one step/one flower at a time. Living it.
I am kind of disappointed about the cuffs though . . . . :-D
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