It’s the Little Things {the art of it}

I love art, but I can sometimes go months with drawing or painting anything. I found my back way to art quite accidentally. I had taken art as one of my focuses in highschool, but after that – the only artistic things I did revolved around interior decorating. Then our son got sick…

When Xander got sick, there was always something to worry about. No matter how hard I tried, I could never turn off my mind.

Then I picked up a paint brush, and a funny thing happened – I couldn’t worry. There is something about the part of the brain you use to paint… it doesn’t really allow for a whole lot of deep thinking at the same time.

And so I painted, and painted and painted – every chance I got. It was the only time I wasn’t consumed with fear.

Slowly but surely he got better and is now in remission – thank God. So I don’t need art the way I used to, but I still love it! Whenever I find the time to get back into it, I can’t remember why I ever stopped.

So I just finished a sketch for my Dad’s birthday of his 5 grandkids. Ethan keeps telling me that I made him look funny – he says he looks like an alien! I kind of see what he means (he is the middle boy) but can’t figure out how to fix it. Oh well, I think I did pretty good for my first time sketching people (I am more of an abstract artist), alien or not:)

Now I just need to get on the painting for my Mum. I’ve decided I’m going to do it as a watercolor – but I’ve never done that. So I need to start watching some YouTube videos fast. But here is the ink out line of her house that I finished up last night.

I am going to be a very busy girl for the foreseeable future!