
I know this is an online journal. I know I was supposed to write everyday. Lately, I've just been feeling so blah. Maybe blah is not the word. I want to draw every day, I want to make beautiful art, and I look at other blogs where people have done just that. I WANT to. What is holding me back. Sometimes, when I sit on my porch in the morning before anyone else is awake, I can just barely feel that thing, that feeling that maybe I can create something and pour my self out onto the paper. But then I have to go in and get ready for work. If I had longer to sit there, maybe I could do it. I also get caught up in the outcome. In wanting to draw something or paint something that pleases me. I keep researching, looking for my style, or my voice, yet not wanting to copy someone elses style. I am so very lucky. I need to know that. I posted earlier about my friend whose son is sick with cancer. I have been consumed with thinking of her and wanting to do something for her. I want to paint something from my heart about what I'm feeling, but It seems I get stuck. This weekend I will sit there until something comes out of me. I will draw in my journal and put on paper what I feel. I still struggle with breaking into this blogging community. I read how wonderful it is and how supported everyone feels, but i do not know how to get anyone to read mine. and then again, there is no art there anyway. Maybe soon. I do believe this is what I am supposed to be doing, art that is. It is what I love and what I think about more than anything. If you are reading this, please say a prayer for my friend and her little boy. What a hard road they face. But I know they will face it with dignity and grace and conquer that cancer.
all now,
L