One afternoon while Renee and I were walking about Monrovia Canyon Park, we stopped at a clearing to take a break and I noticed this lone sapling standing quietly in the foreground of a rather dense area of trees. It spoke to me. This young sapling with its many arms stretched high and wide and growing strong, and set right in the middle of this small clearing just begging to be painted.
I’m so very thrilled that I overcame a few fears of the unknown, a few frustrations and pitfalls, and such incredibly lovely ‘ah hah’ moments, to embrace this watercolor medium fully. It has been such an empowering choice in my life and I can now look back upon this time, and for many years to come, and be grateful for not only the opportunity afforded to me but for the many gifts I’ve been given to pursue my love of painting.
Here’s to being thankful…for everything! SL