For me, one of the best feelings in the world is watching a piece of artwork come to life before my eyes, absolutely transformed. Not only is my artwork transforming, but I am also transforming with it in the process. I’m no longer the same person I was before the experience…no before getting started there’s this voice doubting myself and my abilities. However, over time not only is the image before me transforming and coming alive, but I am as well.
In a way, the same is true with my poems and stories, in the way they make me feel. It’s like they are whispering, speaking to, or winking at a part of my heart and soul. It’s amazing the way the flow of my writing can so accurately paint a picture of how I’m feeling…or bring me a sense of the adventure, magic, or mystery I’m craving. How can someone say our innate creativity, however, we choose to express it isn’t pure magic?! ✨😘✨
Writing my poetry and stories, and creating art feeds my soul in a way nothing else can. Thank you for coming here and allowing me to be so vulnerable with all of you. ❤️
And here’s a little fun Friday flashback… a favorite illustration I remember making me feel this way!