"Grow", acrylic on birch bark.
We moved a fair bit when I was a child. I went to five different schools by the time I reached 4th grade. And I was, and am, a bit odd, and very sensitive. It was hard on me. I hated changes, small and large.
But there's this funny thing about growing. It requires change.
It requires stepping out of the warm, the familiar, the comfortable. Growth is usually gradual, but even the tendrils of ivy are always reaching out to new territories, a new brick, an new spot of sunshine on the wall. Or a new stretch of shadow.
It requires stepping out of the warm, the familiar, the comfortable. Growth is usually gradual, but even the tendrils of ivy are always reaching out to new territories, a new brick, an new spot of sunshine on the wall. Or a new stretch of shadow.
"Peace Passing Understanding" acrylic on birch bark.
So we have to be brave. To grow as an artist, or as a person, you must be brave. To step into that place that you cannot see....blind as the ivy, and brave.
" Shine" Acrylic and gold leaf on 12 by 12 canvas
I don't know what makes the ivy twine, but I know what makes me brave. One thing.
Love.
That's the thing worth growing for.
Love.
That's the thing worth growing for.
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