Since I was a wee lad…..I have always had a love of art (for some reason I love saying that, maybe its the influence of St. Patty’s day on Monday..lol). Painting specifically was something I absolutely loved to do. I took art classes all four years in high school and I remember I would sit in our kitchen and paint for hours after school. I still remember entering my work in an annual art show and although I didn’t think anything would come of it, I won 3rd place. It was a really exciting moment and I still remember it to this day. Especially since I wasn’t a very sporty person and goodness knows I never brought home any field day ribbons. 😉 I guess this was my way to shine. Fast forward about twenty years (give or take), college, jobs, two kids, etc etc. and yes I had been negectling one of the things I most loved to do. It took a few recent hardships and an illness to be introspective, reflect and motivate me to once again pick up a brush. Since beginning to paint again almost two years ago it has been very therapeutic. It is a way to express myself, be creative and to inspire (if only myself). When I paint I feel connected to my parents who have past, as it was my dad who bought me my first paint set and easel in high school and always loved my paintings. My mom who thought I could do anything and even if it wasn’t good she would always give me words of encouragement and love. That is probably why I feel inspired to paint angels as I feel them surrounding me everyday and I know they watching over our family. I often think of things that my mom might say to me when I paint and it encourages me to paint beauty and positive messages. With much encouragement from friends and family I am continuing my passion and painting as often as possible and recently had a a great thing happen. Although it wasn’t anything elaborate I recently put my work on display in an art gallery in Prescott called Textiles and Textures. It was amazing to show my work, and a little scary and vulnerable. The response has been great! I still haven’t reached total confidence as I still have that feeling people are “just being nice” when they compliment my art but I know that confidence will come in time.
The main thing I’ve learned through all this is that you never know what life has in store next and if you have a dream, GO FOR IT. You will never regret it. As for me I’ll keep on painting and sharing my crazy adventurous journey and life along the way.