freedom rains

I love how the brush sings.....

A look into the looking glass by Jaw Blake

life behind minds

I'm remembering learning the volume that texture and patterns hold on me. It calls out to be fit in tiny places.  Looking through all these sketchbooks I found millions of patterns.  Art school beat it into me subconsciously. If you look around you see it in all complexity.

starfish bumpers

it came in loud and powerful

She is finished

lost and found

I was looking for envelopes and found this tiny canvas and had to paint on it naturally. Acrylic has this super power to it. It pulls you and sings on a brush across a canvas.

she is peace

"Find peace in imperfections",.......the voice in my head narrates me to sleep and I know it's very good but it to me can never be perfect so I'm making peace with that.