Have I mentioned last week was a long one? Time in my studio on Saturday proved to be a healthy de-stressor. I wiled away a good part of the day cleaning up old messes, gathering materials, starting and almost completing this latest mixed media piece.
It’s a process I love. One I get lost in. This stream of consciousness creating where there is little thinking to do means thinking slowly slips away and takes the form of feeling. Trusting these feelings and letting them guide the way is my own little mystical connection.
Each time is a self-taught lesson on not only letting it flow, but more importantly reflecting on what’s happening on a deeper level. In hindsight, it comes as no surprise that I was in need of a pair of angel wings to pick me up and carry me to a better place. She has a subtle presence, but is always there to guide the way.