Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Why?????

Painting makes no sense but I can't stop. It's like breathing for me. When I stop I feel underwater which is kind of funny because because that's where my mortgage is these days.
Life is so funny, crazy, terrifying exciting and lovely...sometimes all at once.
Pain mended with love and wrapped in hope is like grafting a plant and grows into something beautiful. Some paintings take us on that journey or give us a glimpse of the wonder and some are just paint.
Each day when I grab a brush I don't know which it will be and I don't really care, I just NEED to paint. It would be nice if it paid bills but I can't let that into the mix. It changes things and kills the rare moments of magic that I live for.

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