I love fall mornings when the mist begins to rise off the desert and it is indistinguishable between the sky and earth. A coolness settles in, shapes blur and dreams become real. This is how I felt this morning as I was sitting on the deck planning a day in the studio. A cool dampness settled in and I recalled this scene from long ago. So it became probable that I would paint that feeling and make dreams become real.
This is how all my paintings start, a feeling, an emotion, a memory, they come to life in my being and then show up on a canvas. It is how creativity works in me. I praise this experience and how it brings the light into my life.
This must be number 22 in my 30 in 30 challenge, I have lost count, but I have not lost the magic.
Creating magic one painting at a time…