I painted this last night and it felt so good. Everyting is always better when I paint. I’ve been sick so I’ve taking notes instead.
I started with the color yellow and gradually added small amounts of red. Then I sprinkled some salt.
I felt calm, relaxed, happy and comfortable. Lately, it’s been hard to feel this way. I’m grateful. I truly am but sometimes it’s hard to shut up that voice inside my head that tells me I’m not enough.
I started with yellow because it’s a color that’s bright and should only be used sparingly. It’s the color of friendship. And friendship, an act of kindness even in the smallest amount makes all the difference. The salt represents the unpredicatability and therefore uncomfortableness of the salt.
Idea 1 : Paint some cool clouds with this cotton pom-pom. Not bad.
Idea 2: Use a little India ink to paint a heart. That was fun.
Maybe I should rethink the color here?
Who you are is a wonder to behold. Which one has that vibe. I’m going to say the 1st is easier on the eye and sporadically feels right…
Idea 3: Paint a heart character ( idea 2and 3 are for the book)
Idea 4 : This idea came from a book. The passage is something like this,” Most fish talk. You just have to be willing to listen. One, of course must want to hear.
“What an awesome way to say believe in the impossible. The impossible can happen but one must be willing to think it so.
Idea : 5 It’s been raining a whole lot and yesterday the sun came out. To bask in the glory of nature one must experience pouring rain. Oh it’s so true because the skies are ever so blue, crisp and clean. The first glimpse of sun always warms me on a cold day after a storm. It did today. Then …we’ll there goes the awesome clouds I made this morning.
Oh well ,you win some and you lose some. It’s the game of trying new things. I have two projects down for the book. I still have to think about the lettering layout. I can’t obsess because I got this. I will paint the words, practice watercolor. I want this book out there. People are going to love it. They already love the poem…no hay imposibles.