I’m not a gifted painter. But I love to paint nonetheless. My best friend asked for a painting for her new office, and here’s what she’s getting. This is the second acrylic painting I’ve ever made. Something about it really, really bothers me. It could just be that I’m not a gifted painter.
I realize this may sound strange, but in the process of completing my first acrylic painting last week, I feel I became stronger. Like I accomplished something, if only for myself. I am not a gifted painter. I’m terrible at mixing color, and too finicky about details. But I let it all go with this painting, and just let happen what would happen. I do not do that in my everyday life. I have issues with wanting to be in control, but giving up control to others. I am happy with the result I got, and feel a tiny bit more in charge of my own life for having created it. Strange how a little self-expression can do so much for the heart and soul.
Anyway, here it is. Entitled “Wish Girl,” because I am wishing for many things right now.
