I've been in my art attic painting with Ava all weekend:
And here's what I've been working on:
My son Wesley, who is 20 and my youngest, discovered my blog recently somehow and called me last week to tell me how much he loved my art! What a moment of absolute zen. He made me log on to my computer and go back through all my old posts, telling me which pieces he liked best and why. Who knew he even had an interest in art? He’s always been quite creative but his medium is music. Before our conversation was over he’d offered to BUY 3 paintings (please!), linked me to two of his artsy friends on Facebook and asked me to paint a mural on the wall of his living room. I thought I had died and gone to heaven. This weekend I started a painting for my Wes. It’s not finished yet, but here it is. To share my passion for art with one of my children is pure Nirvana. Wesley and I were always very close; my husband said we were joined at the hip, but in the last 5 years, he’s been busy becoming a man, and, to be a man, he had to break away from me. It makes me unreasonably happy to know we’re still kindred spirits.
Creative Therapy "Unconditional Love"