After several weeks of mourning and feeling a bit lost I wondered how do I get my life back on track. I had not worked for a long time, -- now what can I do to fill the void in my life? I had been in the hospital with him since February. I have not felt the need for a creative outlet yet. Didn’t hold a brush or doodle in a long time but I still love colours. People always tease me about being obsessed with the colour red. But somehow red feels warm, bright and it attracts attention. Red makes me happy. I never had a formal training in art and what do I know?
I am all out to start fresh. I don’t know if people really like what I have painted but I do know my husband has always been proud of my paintings. He said my paintings expressed the real me. A colourful woman, daring, fascinating, individualist, full of love and warmth. I feel like a kid again. Everything seemed so new and shiny. New brushes, tubes of paint in rainbow of colours and a couple of canvases. I am going to start painting with a sense of creative freedom and excitement. One of the rooms in the new apartment will be converted to a studio. Andrea says that is a very good idea.
My heart is pounding and I cannot help by smile to this new adventure. It's a whole new world I'm going to explore. The first few pieces will be hung in the entry hall of my new apartment so everyone can see them. The canvases will get bigger, the colours bolder and my soul will feel fuller.
To those who have bought my paintings, thank you. And darling, thank you too for believing in me!!