It's been a while....a long while...since I listed new work in my etsy shop. A million mouse button clicks later and there's a hefty batch of original plaster paintings.
When I'm painting, in conversation with the plaster, I learn so much about myself. About patience. About the what is beautiful of everything and everyone. About how carefully I must use the words "I am" because they are like a magic spell cast out, creative and self-fulfilling.
I've had good mentors to tell me this way of working is not just a strange quirk only I have. I'm glad to know there are many of us on this path. Sometimes we don't see each other through the thick mists and rains. Sometimes we are huddled under the same rock for shelter telling stories while we wait out the storm but I like it best when we are standing shoulder to shoulder, facing the sun, encouraging each other onward.