I've just ventured into my room and staring right at me was a painting that i'd started/completed 2 years ago. I had never EVER liked it. I now love it. Just a little dab of oil paint, few strokes of oil pastel and a wax crayon here and there, finally, i have a painting i love again. 'Face up to it' is its new name. Whilst titivating it the words face up spoke to me.....i don't know why, maybe it's a language i'm starting to learn.
Wednesday, 16 March 2011
A painting re-worked 2011 style :)
I've been working from home again today due to me not being 100% and like a good conscientious girl i worked until 5pm then stopped. I could actually get quite used to working alone! I seem to get much more done. My family have often told me that i spend too much time alone, but in all honesty, i wouldn't do it if i didn't like it. I guess this is why i love the artist side of me. It keeps me company when i'm alone. So thats one of my long term goals/dreams, working on my own!
I've just ventured into my room and staring right at me was a painting that i'd started/completed 2 years ago. I had never EVER liked it. I now love it. Just a little dab of oil paint, few strokes of oil pastel and a wax crayon here and there, finally, i have a painting i love again. 'Face up to it' is its new name. Whilst titivating it the words face up spoke to me.....i don't know why, maybe it's a language i'm starting to learn.
Face up to fears Face up to failure Face up to despair Face up to sadness Face up to madness
You see, maybe i am learning after all :)
I've just ventured into my room and staring right at me was a painting that i'd started/completed 2 years ago. I had never EVER liked it. I now love it. Just a little dab of oil paint, few strokes of oil pastel and a wax crayon here and there, finally, i have a painting i love again. 'Face up to it' is its new name. Whilst titivating it the words face up spoke to me.....i don't know why, maybe it's a language i'm starting to learn.
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