Expressive Flowers

Trust and love the Process

There I was admiring EttaVee’s strokes of bright colors. Her words resonated. I too am looking through my work and posting designs in my shop. And I realized that I don’t appreciate my work enough. I have and like painting with indifference. I’m in my zone. I get an idea. I want to see it. I work or should I say play until it’s finished. It’s beautiful!

The first story I wrote was Bellisia. She is a bee who is destined to be queen. She has her ideas of the kind of queen she’d like to be. Claude is feared because he’s a big bear. All Claude wants is to paint. The book was meant to celebrate the uniqueness that lies within each of us. I spent a summer writing and editing. I have the sketches of the characters but the story didn’t work. Then Wise Trees came and after that Different Is Beautiful. Different Is Beautiful is my childhood curiosity. Fast forward to my flowers. I paint wildflowers with wild thoughts. With every flower I am brighter and bolder. I get something out of every project.

Project are my love, hope and breath of fresh air.. When I paint I meditate. I learn. I reflect. I’m glad I was born an artist.

Siempre,

Mireya

Creative Exploration

How to Paint Anything you want

a post about painitng out of the lines.

I wasn’t going to post these flowers but I am. Here’s why.

I could feel the color. I imagined painting these blooms on a smooth stucco wall. These colors made me smile knowing no rules. Afterward I scanned and was uploading onto my society 6 shop. Suddenly I didn’t like the way I painted. Maybe it was too much browsing on istagram. That was a few days ago.

Today I want to post these blooms because I painted them. These blooms are beautiful. The delicate brush strokes and blending reveal how light I felt. I just painted. There is no stay within the lines. I grew up painting that way. I taught others to do that. Nonsense. I know better now. The best painting is done with the freedom to paint whatever you want, however you choose.

Art isn’t perfect.

Art is like beauty, in the eye of the beholder.

Art is magical.

Art is like a song that gets into our mind, our hearts and deep down to the core of my soul.

Art is a smile when all you want to do is frown.

Art is the hope that helps you see and feel until it is with every breath.

Art is breath.

Look out into the wonders of the world and you will feel art.

Art is you.

Art is me.

Oh my, I really do need to work on this poetry writing. Whimsical words. Here’s to all of you who read this blog. Good vibes to you and all.

Creative Exploration

Edits for the book

I’m changing the name from weird is beautiful to different is beautiful. So yesterday I had the house to myself. I painted. I painted lots of textures. The video is posted on my Instagram @hellomireya. I’m not a YouTuber but I’d like to do more videos on Instagram.

My favorite textures are the ones I just mix up with color. I like just applying the drops of paint. Then using a wide brush to blend. The beauty is in knowing how to blend the right color combination.

Oh and I’m looking at animals. There’s so many to choose from. I’ll just create. No need to be realistic.

One final truth is acceptance. I never realized how beautiful this word is. I accept that I want to keep creating. I accept that I haven’t been dedicated as I should be. I accept that I am a talent and a force to be reckoned with. This part of me is slightly hiding. Hiding. Got to think more on this…

Creative Exploration

Creative Brainstorm

I just want to have fun with this book. I’m still working on my summer plan. All the details are almost in place.

I sat and doodled away at some lines, patterns, and textures. Ok at first I referenced some Instagram faves. Then I just kept creating.

It’s like writing. It’s always good to just write and write even if it’s garbage. Eventually you’ll arrive at an awesome idea.

I’m coming up with ideas for my letters and gathering my thoughts.

It’s been a good day!