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i can�t wait� looking forward to painting tonight. started a few new pieces last night & feel like i�ve got a good idea of where they are going. it is the little things in life that keep me going. finding comfort in paint & canvas. there is something sensual about painting that helps calm the demons inside my head. �painting hath charms to sooth�� realizing just how quiet the house gets at night. it is like the whole building sleeps when the sun goes down. i feel like a church mouse tiptoeing around so as not to disturb the peace. let myself become a small thing, slip into the background & become the quiet that stills the air. step outside into night chill & watch my breath mix with the sky. look at the stars & realize just how small & fragile we are. we are the Moon�s children & she watches over us at a distance. even when we cannot see her she is there. she reminds us of the cycles of life & gives dreamers a place to keep their hearts. she was our first true love & will be our last. true silence reminds me that i am never alone. |
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