Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Painting as Therapy

I love painting so much.  I could start every "journal style" post like that.  Combine the opening sentence with pregnancy hormones, and you've been warned.  I've been feeling very disconnected lately.  Trying to remake plans for the next year, or the next twenty some-odd years, and give myself over to the idea of this pregnancy and another b-b-b-baby.  I am afraid of losing myself, my identity, my spark.  This is when painting becomes therapy.  The process reconnects me and brings me back to center.  Creativity, as well as productivity, gives me sanity.  I am working on a big painting of the ten virgins.  With ten figures, it is a lofty project.  It is just what I need.

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Sunday Drawings

This is what I feel like. I have to eat at least every two hours, always have something in my stomach or I start gagging, ultimately throwing up... nothing.  Juices.  Because my stomach is empty.  It's getting old.
This is what I want to feel.  Bravery and confidence.  Wearing a mantle of fiercness.