Color

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 When I paint I am restored to a peaceful perspective on what is important in life and everything slows down and is calm.

Also, when I paint, the kids don’t bother me. I think it’s because I do it in the main living room and they like being in the same room as me. They just hang out and enjoy the moment of mom sitting still and not talking to anybody.

I recorded every painting session and found it interesting that I loved using the bright colors but the best parts of the time laps happen when I use black. 

I hated using color number 22 and 24 because they were BLACK but I loved how it made the color pop in the video. 

It’s true in life, our dark moments enhance our life and in a weird way actually make the color in our days brighter. 

I took a break from painting because I didn’t want to complete the painting in one week. (I was booking it!")

It sat untouched for over a week and I was in a funk that entire week. 

Yesterday, I was so tired of being grumpy so, I sat myself down again and started painting to escape.

Who knew the key to happiness is to do things that make you happy??! 🤦🏻‍♀️

The music I listen to while I paint is a big part of the experience. 

This project I was accompanied with music from Delana Hope. She’s an AI artist- don’t know how I’m supposed to square that,🙄 but the music is so healing for me! So I’m gonna keep listening 😁 (The big kids are appalled that I intentionally listen to AI artist. 🤪)

I am so grateful something so simple makes me happy. 

You know I’m not an artist. 

I could never paint anything on my own. I can’t help but gloat at my progress because it does make me look very talented but all I’m doing is matching colors and numbers. It’s preschool stuff, but it strokes my ego perfectly. 😊

From my perspective, all I’m doing is adding color to strange shapes with the matching number. I don’t see anything unfold until I’ve painted for about an hour and then step away, or watch the time laps video.

 While I’m painting, I’m too close to see what is forming. 

Right now, I am up too close to the canvas of my personal life. 

The colors and shapes of my life are NOT making sense. I am seeking the bright colors to enhance my life and God introduced (what seems like) a huge blob of BLACK to my painting and I don’t like it. 

I ignore the numbers 22 & 24 and only use the bright happy colors because they are easy on my eyes. But, alas, I have to use those numbers to carry on and 🤯 as a result, the other colors make more sense and are more beautiful with the contrast!

Right now Black is transforming me and perspective is everything. 

Maybe you see my canvas clearer than I do right now. 

I noticed everyone else in the house had a better perspective of my painting than I did. I was a paint brush distance away (while wearing glasses!🤓) to do my job correctly. Everyone else saw the progress all along. I only do if I stop and take 10 steps back. 🙄👀🙌

I’m still processing our marriage miracle and the twisted ending.

 Perspective is slow but God is shedding light on some things and I am starting to feel like there is a bigger picture unfolding. 

The weird experiences are starting to take form and I FEEL, more than I KNOW that God is the artist and I will be blown away if I stay patient and keep matching my colors and numbers. (easy as that.😆)

You are my favorite color and Number Babe!  We got this! 👊 

Stay close! 🤟🏻

😘 

PS:

The song I used for this video is my theme song and I hear you (literally your Pep talk voice) cheering me on. 🥰

 You would always say: “it’s going to be hard… you’ll probably want to quit but if you stick with the process you’ll get it done. "

Then I’d tease you about leading out with that sentence thinking it was motivation 😁🤷🏻‍♀️

 "It's going to be hard..." 

Well, I'm handing you the biggest "I told you so..."

You are right!  

It is hard!

But I know you are watching.  And just like in high school, I performed better when I knew you were watching.  🥰. I want you to be proud.

Hobi's do hard things!