Flowers are drops of color

white acrylic roses

On my walk I saw the first glimpse of spring, white roses. The white and yellow always make me smile, speaks to my spirit. Should I add old work to De Colores? Paint everything new? At first, I wanted to fill each page with swatches of color. Then the page needed flowers. I had texture ideas. Today I thought of Morgan Harper Nichols. Her color, her work is amazing! Right now, all I can think of is flowers are drops of color. So maybe that’s it? I paint lovely swatches of color and look for the bloom. Yes, quiet time. Just me, my paint and a few fun tools.

Sound good?

My Favorite Blooms of 2021

The number one bloom was putting together Creative Bloom. The flowers artwork began in the summer of 2020 and continued through 2021. I am still painting and creating flowers. I think I’ve found my place. I’ve been painting for years but these blooms started from a project in a book Learning by heart: Lessons to Free the Creative Spirit. This is a must read. In fact I should probably read it again.

In Creative Bloom there is a repetitive idea. Whatever you are dealing with, doubt, creative block…the answers will come in the making.

When you learn to just make art you learn to appreciate your work, see the gem in every piece. Much of what you create will be work but it’s all beautiful.

Let me think on these favorites and work on a top lessons for 2021. I want to look at the top posts. I’ll end with adding the last 2021 designs. Not sure if I’ve done this before but it’ll be a great compass for 2022.

…because I got to have faith

What I love about painting flowers is that I can pick up any supplies and create a flower. I have a whole book filled with them! I go from idea to idea. It’s because of my faith. Faith is that voice that says I got this without having a why. There is a why but it’s without defined reason. For these moments, especially in despair, it’s like George Michael sings, because I gotta have faith.

To finish off the year and for the years to come I’m going to remember that t as much as I love going for a walk and feeling the warmth of the sun against my hair, that warmth is living breathing inside me when it rains, when it pours because that energy that binds us is ALWAYS HERE.

About painting on a wall

Like it was painted on a wall—there’s this artist who paints murals in villages and towns. He paints murals in different towns. He paints to add beauty to every town. Every town is beautiful! The people, the cultue, it’s all beautiful!

Every now and then I catch myself painting as if I’m painting on an old abandoned building. On their way tto work or school, people pass, look up and smile. Colorful blooms can always make a difference.

The weekend is almost here and it’ll be time to finish my color book draft.

Three pink blooms for a happy day

I painted and pasted these blooms a week ago. Today, todoy these blooms made me smile! I selected these blooms this morning. and after a weird day of second guessing, making little mistakes and learning a lesson I love them even more.

A few quotes about nature

joy and friendship watercolor blooms to remind you that nature is on your side

 “The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quite alone with the heavens, nature, and God.” Anne Frank

“Look at the trees, look at the birds, look at the clouds, look at the stars and if you have eyes you will be able to see that the whole existence is joyful. Everything is simply happy. Trees are happy for no reason; they are not going to become prime ministers or presidents and they are not going to become rich and they will never have any bank balance. Look at the flowers — for no reason. It is simply unbelievable how happy flowers are.” Osho

You know what’s in my heart. You have the asnwers.

Make Art. Be you.

Choose a word and doodle images that represent the word

Be who you are. Who are you? Make art and go form one idea to the next. You may feel uncomfortable. Fight the urge to throw away your work. Well it’s not a fight really. It’s a need to belong, to be heard. The problem is we already have an audience. The trees. the flowers the bees, the butterflies…they are listening. Are you?

I should do more of these. I will.