Journey

Last night I had the inspiration arise to paint. I haven't painted in years. I have drawn and other artistic things but I have not pushed myself to follow the initial excitement of a project. While I was inspired to paint I had no idea what I wanted/needed to paint, which initially scared me. None the less, I pulled out the canvas and the paint and sat down on my living room floor and had a little faith in myself. This is what came out. A dark murky path that seemingly ends into tall mysterious feathery grass beyond the grass is a firey heart in a textured yellow sky. I had to turn of my judgements for several hours to create this and when it was finished I felt like I had run an emotional marathon.

I feel that this painting has been living inside of me for quite sometime in some way or another just waiting to spill out. Just waiting for me to have just enough faith. At this point in my life I have found myself on the murky path and I'm heading into the tall feathery grass in search of the fire within my heart on so many levels.

The grass is alluring yet unknown but the heart must be reached to light the sky. So onward I go through the tall feathery grass of life.