At any rate… other than singing kudos to myself about being a blogaholic, I am here for a real reason.
Last week, in the midst of death, I created. At first, all I knew was I wanted to paint. It has been over fifteen months since I have picked up a paint brush because it feels difficult here at my father’s house. Sooooo… I just haven’t done it. A little part of me was fading away because I wasn’t feeding that aspect of my artist’s fire. In the throes of grief, all I could think was, “I need to paint!” So I did.
I am really proud of the finished product which I gifted to Nat and Joe in honor of Adrianna…
The text reads:
Adrianna
Beautiful Angel
Bridging two worlds with joyful ease
Co-creative Genius of receiving
Touching our lives with love and peace
A shooting star blazing brightly
A soft whispering wind and blowing snow
Always in our hearts
Forever a part of all we know
Beautiful Angel