it all started with a dream. a day dream that i had. that one day he would come back. one day he would look across the dance floor see me grab my hands and that we would dance. simply dance. i am still in amazement at where this journey has led. i am scared, trembling but ready to take flight...find my wings. there are more details to the dream but for right now i am content with the simplicity of the daydream. one day it will happen. i am a hoper, a prayer, a writer, an artist. i am light and dark. not all sugar but not all spice. i started painting back in 2007 almost by accident. i always had a passion for art and beauty. i dabbled with it in high school and bloomed a little bit too late (or so i thought) to commit fully to it. (i love the story leo the late bloomer)...i have written poems since high school. the words have come natural they roll off my tongue and onto the page with satisfaction. lately i have been incorporating words with the paintings...
i am not conventional as an artist but who is...i am a perfectionist in a wry sense that i could of done it better. i am getting comfortable in my own skin...along with the art, ...i am married...i have two step sons 2 neurotic cats on one husband...i also dabble in photography and jewelry making...
I am Woman
I am Childe
I am Me
Take Me
Leave Me
But where ever you go I will always be
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