Sometimes the need to paint is like a whisper in my ear. I can do everything I can to avoid or ignore it but it only gets louder. I’m so busy these days and I just needed that little voice in my ear to be silent for another day. I just need to get these things done then I’ll paint.
The more I ignore it the louder it gets and well it always wins. When you are given the gene of creativity it is a part of your soul. It can’t be quiet when it needs to be let out. My need to paint can sometimes take on a life of its own. It grinds away at my heart until I become ill. Not like stomach sick but pulled down and weighted by the need to paint. Once I give in it just flows like water pouring out of my soul.
For weeks now I’ve had that little voice following around behind me nagging at me to just find the time to paint. I had no idea what was in my heart that needed to get out but I decided to let it out, to give in and paint.
I don’t know why I fight it because once I start it feels so good to just paint to express myself with color on canvas. I did and here is the expression of my heart and what needed to come out.
Painting makes me Blue Happy more than most things do. I love to have a fresh white canvas and paints. Just me and the quiet space to be alone. It is my passion, my love and my complete. I love being an artist and thank God everyday for this blessing he has put in my charge. I hope that you enjoy this piece of art work. Go be Blue Happy and find your passion.
