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About going through old work

Going through old work gives me clarity. I can clearly see play versus I want this to look right. I have blogged about this topic a number of times. Yet I find myself comparing and not being a true fan of my work. Yes, I love to paint. Yes, I am a natural born artist. We all are. I don’t mean that I should walk around with a crown but yes be proud of my work in that childlike manner. Children don’t have any clue about oh this is the best or it’ll make millions. Children are brilliant. They are simply curious and happy to paint! When you observe your work, you will catch yourself admiring like you would another artist’s work. You can constructively judge your work.

I painted the apple at least a few years ago, but the idea is right. This is the colorful, playful, be yourself artwork that I want more of.

With Love.

Mireya

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Blooms on the Book cover

These ornament blooms are on the cover of my book. It’s nice to take an ordinary object and turn it into something amazing. Not sure when but the idea popped in my head. I should paint more of these. I’ll maybe do an Instagram live. No a story video on Pinterest! That works.

Everyday there are more of you. I thank you! We’re going to have fun this summer!

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A Colorful Tool

An old watercolor sheet repurposed

It was florals and swatches

A new idea always resurfaces

Stamp paper with paint.

Collage Wildflowers?

Make sunflowers too, without restraint.

Spray, Splatter, Splash

Get rid of cares

Have a blast!

It is moments like this that I grow. I grow as an artist. I painted a pattern art print. If I recall, all but a square in the left-hand corner was stamped with royal blue lines. My keychain broke off. I could create a similar stamp? Ok back to the pattern. I mixed up a bubblegum pink. I painted a big pink flower in the empty square. That’s a good idea. The practice was messy, but the idea was brilliant.

I keep referencing, There’s No Right Way to Paint a Flower. That by the way is the new title for Creative Bloom. I need to go and enjoy the outdoors. I need to learn how to breathe. Then I can come home and paint all the beautifulness I’ve seen. And that’s exactly what I’ll do this summer! There’s one other project I want to work on. That’s these are a few of my favorite things. Although, there is Just Ask by Sonia Sotomayor. I’ll just have to paint and figure it out.

What are you planning this summer? Any floral fields on your vacation? Art Projects? New Courses? Workshops? Do tell!

By the way I may post a quick quote for Saturday but other than that I’ll see you Sunday.

Lots of Love,

Mireya

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Thank You Blooms

Thank you for blooming in the sun.

Wishing I had the hill where I can run.

For finding a book about Amanda Gorman

For all the fish who swim extra miles with just one fin

For the girl in the wheelchair

She built musical flowers and trees because she cares.

For the flowers that always keep me on track.

Your breeze, your love, there’s nothing I lack.

For remembering how good it feels to breathe.

Breathe

Breathe

It’s a miracle, so lyrical!

For the bees who went buzzing from flower to flower.

The breeze, the life, the color, it’s just so powerful!

Thank You!

I love writing these little poems. These words always make me feel so, right here and now. I sat today watching bees go from flower to flower. That is what I want more of in my life. That is what makes me smile. That is why I want to run my creative business. I want more of that. Those moments help me write such words. These words help me. I know they can help you too.

Tomorrow I’ll be sharing plans for my blog. I have good ideas for the summer. I have a new book project. I am always on the lookout for ideas and new tools. Please email me or find me on Pinterest. Instagram is a good place too.

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Pink Swatches and Flowers

I took a few notes. Then I put my old palette to use. It’s almost gone. I’m ready to transition to my new pan set. Adding a little yellow green to permanent rose makes warm pinks.

Painting for fun. Mixing colors to see what happens. It’s all so wonderful. Practice for the sake of practice. Let there be no agenda. Quiet your voice. Begin to paint with poise. Let go of complaining. By quiet your voice, I mean the human one. Let your spirit shine. Let your spirit paint. Let your spirit create!

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Good Day Yellow Blooms

It’s always a good day. There are only a few days left to get For a Colorful Life for free. All of my eBooks are free.

three golden yellow blooms in acrylic paint

it’s a good day to paint flowers, just to see what I can do.

It’s a good day to be the light in someone’s darkened.

It’s a good day to be a friend

It’s a good day to encourage each other.

It’s a good time to get a long

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Art makes you

Wait a minute I have a new brush. I could paint I could write these words in brighter livelier colors. Oh, this reminds of the quotes in the Arts District. This will be a good weekend project.

Here’s the pink tulips I’m working on.

shades of pink collage flowers.

The best part is putting it all together. There’s the painting of the papers, then cutting and arranging until it looks and feels good. You might go for a walk at some point. All of it is process, and process is the best part because soon you’ll look at your work. All the work. the curiosity, doubt and mistakes it’s all part of your bet work.

Ok I have been working on my blooms. I guess these past weeks have been writing to finish the book. I’ve been doing a lot of collage too,

As always thanks for reading and please subscribe if you haven’t. I will be giving the books away for free. Now I should go read the The Magic of Color.

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The green on flowers

Greens are good for us. Trees give us fresh air. Their breeze has comforting ways. Flowers do too. I’m reminded of the artist who paints murals to add color, something beautiful to look at in otherwise old forgotten towns. I like painting these texture pages. It makes me feel like I’m painting on a wall, in a sense.