Thursday, February 5, 2009


I've never actually been able to call myself an artist. I've let other people do it and embarrassingly blushed, semi-agreed and then changed the subject. That has happened more times than I can count. It has something to do with being judged. Afraid of being told that I'm not good at something that I love to do. Then, I recently realized that I'm an artist BECAUSE I enjoy doing creative things. I don't have to have works that should be hanging in the High Museum in order to earn that adjective. So, I've felt a lot more free about allowing myself to take the time to do creative things. Here is my latest. I needed some yellow and navy paintings to finish off my newly decorated guest room. Do you know how hard it is to find yellow and navy wall art? Maybe that should tell me something!? ;) So I took a stab at it...

1 comment:

Nicole said...

Lol, I told Cole - I bet she painted those, as we were gazing at the wall Sunday morning.