Love is like the wind, you can't see it but you can feel it.Quote from the book A Walk to Remember - Nicholas Sparks.
Did you see my previous artist date? I had another date with myself today. This is a picture of the Majestic Oak that stands tall in my yard. It has a bird house and a suet holder and is a joy to look at. As you all know, I do not have a degree in … Continue reading An Artist Date with myself – 2
I told my family that I would spend all weekend relaxing with art. On Saturday, I sat with my watercolors and tried very hard to get a sketch going. I looked up endless tutorials, mixed the right proportion of paint and water and ended up with an unsatisfactory result at the end of 3-4 hours. … Continue reading Beginner’s guide to relaxing
Tara and I went for a ride today. It was super fun - not quite like the old times but great nevertheless. There used to be stuff we used to be able to do together, not anymore. But, that is OK. We are getting reacquainted after more than a few decades, and need to take … Continue reading Beginner’s guide to getting reacquainted
My journey everyday I wanted to capture my life in one picture. Every so often my heart fills up with a lot of sadness, anxiety, darkness. It gets super dark and then I realize that I need to act on it. I slowly and gently lead my heart and mind away from that dark place … Continue reading My journey
1st image My first watercolor painting. I did not like it. It seems too rigid and I wanted to get rid of the outlines in pencil. I tried adding more water, color, and used other techniques to make the lines go away, and ended up with a final painting that looks like the 2nd image … Continue reading Just let it be
Hope's shadow is fear Courage's shadow is vulnerability Love's shadow is hurt Honesty's shadow is loneliness Light's shadow is darkness Life's shadow is death What inspired this poem - I usually never post messages on group chats I belong to. I am a silent passerby. Today, I had the courage to post but felt extremely … Continue reading Shadows
I am A bead in a necklacea grain of sand.A tile in a mosaica blade of grass.A star in the galaxya drop in the ocean.A brick in a walla patch in a quilt.A flower in a bouqueta piano in an orchestra.A thread in a blanketa note in a song. Note: I asked kiddo and hubby … Continue reading Pencil Sketch