I feel as though an old love of art making as come bubbling up to the surface of my mind.
It started with painting little salt-dough leaves at a friend’s house. It stirred up the love of painting in my soul.
Since then I wasn’t too sure whether or not I wanted to acquire some brushes and paint.
Then, thanks to an overwhelming sorrow, the desire to express my soul without words or sounds came about.
And I think that painting may be therapeutic for me currently…
And so, I have ordered some watercolors and brushes and cannot wait for them to arrive!
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