After a long day of frittered away doing the business of life, my fingers were itching to paint, to try the new colors I bought at Michaels and Aaron Brothers sales. But after cleaning off my desk top yesterday, I had to take time to search for things I needed. You know how frustrating it is when you are used to everything being right there in plain sight instead of tucked away in an organized spot. Where did I put my water container? Where did I put those paints? Where are the paper towels? But finally, I started to respond to a simple inner request. Put down some color on a journal page.
I found a new serrated scraper and etched into the paint.
And with a new pointed Japanese brush I painted some curley ques. Ah, I am beginning to lose the world and sink into the welcoming arms of the paint.
I turned my journal sideways and found this face.
With one eye brighter than the other. One to see with clarity and one to see with within.
And a set of yellow wings to fly off when ever she wants. And a pretty pink body.
Conclusion: always leave supplies out for the ready. You never know who will come to visit and you have to be prepared to be delighted.