Point of View
Everyday is pretty the much same thing for me. I have moments of laughter that remind my face how it feels to smile. And moments of anger that deepen the single wrinkle between my eyes. I struggle through feelings of blah-ness, frustration, guilt, loneliness, and others. And I often feel this inner pull to scream and get things around me under control. But I don’t give-in to it for fear it would scare my kids.
Actually, being a mom is truly one of the best things in my life. I have always loved kids and found it fun to entertain them with humor, and they in turn always do the same. I joyfully embrace the moments of my day when my kids just crack me up and make it all worth it.
But it is so difficult embracing giving up so much of “me.” I long daily for the freedom to put on some music and make something. To escape into a place where all that I am feeling can be splattered across some paper or built crudely out of clay. Or if my feelings are refined, then to paint fluid, water-colored marks on a sheet of dense handmade paper. And watch as it soaks in and becomes a part of the fibers. There is nothing like painting on a welcomed surface. And to explore how watercolor paint becomes its own being on paper is truly peaceful.
Some art to look at:
JW Waterhouse
Dale Chihuly
Jefferson David Chalfant
I can totally relate MIndy!! Longing for the day when there is quiet…is there such a thing…long enough to make some thing without six othere hands helping me. I try to keep in mind that the most beautiful creation I could have ever made is already here. Standing infont of me. One day I am sure I will look back and wish all of those hands were grabbing and screaming for the paint.
You are a wonderful Mother one to be an example to all who watch your amazing ability to Mother. It comes so naturally to you. God bless you MIndy.
Mandy, you really know how to brighten a day!