have been doing lots of soul-searching lately about what direction to go with my art. am feeling as though my 'voice' isn't there, and have hit a bit of a conteplative cloud square on. wondering why we paint what we do, make the choices we do, and the style we have. probably feeling a little tender at the moment with a few anniversaries coming up and special days that were once special but now less so. and in all of this, trying to remold and re-fashion these memories into something still beautiful and yet different, so i can keep them with me and smile at them rather than cry :)
a little illusive i know, but the details aren't important. just that we find ourselves in these times that make us stop and think deeply about where we are, and which direction we're going to take next. and all of this collides with our creative selves to place new challenges in our paths.
for me, my art is almost always a reflection of where i'm at in my life journey, and comes out in each and every piece...





















