Pause for Peace

So difficult to listen to the news these past few months whether it is national or local it’s hard. There is far more reporting on conflicts and violence then messages of peace. I know there is anger and frustration in people’s hearts right now, but I can’t be angry all day, every day. It’s not healthy to be that angry as a norm for my soul. Art helps to calm me. Not just the art that I paint but also the art works of others. Art tells the audience what is important to the artist. It is our voice when no one is listening.

Mourning doves are called birds of peace. Did you know that? In 1971 the mourning dove was named the state bird of peace in Wisconsin. When mourning doves sing their song it makes me think of my grandparents. It’s a soothing and loving sound to my ears.

So painting birds of peace is a healing action to me. While I paint I think about the world I am living in. I think about change. We need to treat each other better. We need to listen more then we talk. We need to be a better “me”. We need to want to open hearts and minds to each other in order to grow as human beings.

I want to be better. I want to do better. I want to live my values. I want to be stronger for me. I want to learn from my mistakes. I want to be a blessing in the life of others. I will learn from you and I hope you learn from me.

Have a blessed day and find your peace.

Pause for Peace
18”x36” acrylic

Candy Suckers

So I’m on this site where photos are free for artists to paint. So I start scanning the images that are posted. I see a picture of a little boy in a country I know I will never have the means to visit. I’m always drawn to children especially children wearing their cultural dress. The fabric is beautiful and the little boy too adorable not to try to make into a painting.

Now when you paint from a photo it is important that the images are high quality. High quality images makes it so much easier on the artist. I know this rule. I’ve learned this rule. Yet I must set all of that aside. I want to paint this little boy.

During this quarantine I’ve cleaned my house, organized drawers and cleaned flower beds. So why not challenge myself with painting from a small slightly fuzzy picture.

Here is my final product. It’s a 9”x12” acrylic on canvas. I hope I’ve done him justice.

My One Lone Duck

It hasn’t been easy to paint so painting has been at a slower process then usual. That’s ok. I watch the news and then I feel so drained. I’ve decided for my own mental health I need to regulate how much news I watch each day. Each day I also search for joy.

I have decided to call someone to let them know I am thinking of them. Society seem to often communicate by texting then by talking. We need to not just rely so much on texting. It is not enough to help find joy. Do when I call and visit with a friend or with a family member I love hearing about their life, their families and how they are spending their day. We all have a story to tell.

This week my granddaughter stopped at the house and tapped on the patio door. So good to see her. We shared a few words and said “I love you’s”. It was a moment of joy.

I have actually been listening to several different podcasts and so many talk about joy. I am lucky I have my husband with me but not everyone has someone to be with during this period of isolation. So think of them and pick up the phone. No one is ok being alone all of the time.

Find joy for yourself and help others find their joy during this most challenging and difficult time.