Peace in the chaos
I worked on a painting Sunday night all the while thinking about the day to day shuffle and how busy it gets. As the holidays approach, it gets easy to feel overwhelmed and lose myself. Between family obligations, work and household stuff, it's hard to find a balance and get everything accomplished that I'd like to.
I worked on this piece while thinking of all the things on my to do list.
As usual, after a few layers of paint while listening to some David Grey, the noise began to die down, and I began to feel calmer.
Several layers later, she emerged.
And she didn't feel right. Her eyes seemed to convey how I felt in the beginning of my painting process and not where I felt at the end. No matter what I tried, her eyes didn't work.
I often think that my art has a way of creating itself. I may have an idea, thought or feeling but ultimately the painting goes where it wants.
She didn't want her eye open. She wanted them closed.
And she was beckoning me to close my eyes, go in and remember. The answers are inside, the heart always knows the way.