Thursday, March 12, 2020
I went to art classes in high school as I loved to paint. I stopped painting to have three children. When they all grow up and moved out I took an arts and craft class. I did a little painting but only on rocks and wooden cut out letters. I did not really get in to it. But was given some paint to take home. I always thought some day I will paint again on canvas.
Fifteen years later I have in my life a friend of my hubby Terry C. who is a local artist. I am inspired by him. He bought for me two canvas and I painted with my old almost dried out paint. They turned out so good they inspired my hubby and Terry to go in on buying me a few new start up supplies.
Now I paint when stress hits me instead of stress eating. The painting takes my mind out of what is bothering me. And with a paint brush in hand I can't and don't want to eat.
Today was very stressful with all the news about the virus. I am doing what I can, staying home and washing my hands when I do have to go out. Since I can't do anything else I will just pick up my paints and paint how I feel.
Today's painting is of a road taking me far from stress.