When I was a little younger
(ok a lot younger)
I wanted to be able to draw.
Oh I could draw a Santa face,
or a bunny, cat, horse or dogs head...
I'd sit in front of the tv,
watch a cartoon and draw a character,
but I wanted more.
I wanted to draw faces, landscapes.....
It wasn't until I was in High School that I found out that there was an art class I might have been able to take,
I knew enough!
And I didn't!
They were drawing and shading and who know's what else!
I was drawing cartoony things that pleased my young nephew!
I'm still not drawing but I was recently moved,
while watching a video,
of a woman (CeeCee) who was painting a woman's face!
not just because I hadn't been able to do that but also because I felt like
I felt like I was there with her!
(In all honesty there was a bit more emotion going on in me while watching that video, but I'll keep that to myself for now.
Lets just say it was a therapeutic cry,
Art Therapy here I come!
With the "I think I can do that" idea in my head & hands
I decide to grab some paints and get to it!
I started with my art journal,
but quickly decided that if I was going to do this I was going to commit and do a canvas!
That way I can hang it in my office when I'm done and see it every day!
In the video she used her fingers to paint the face,
I found that I needed to use a brush!
I was pretty happy about that.
I don't know, but it felt good!
It took a few days but I finally finished!
This was the best therapy I've gone through!
Here is my painting.....
The title reflects a part of my therapy...
I haven't always felt like I fit in
too often, felt like I wasn't good enough...
I am me,
like it or not.....
Perfectly Imperfect Me!
Enjoying the (therapeutic art) journey!
Here is a link to the video I cried to!
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Hope you are having a great week!