I am super excited to announce my next course Facing Your Fears Workshop specifically for artists who may be struggling with fears in their art…
And so last night as I kept painting over that belly, I could feel this beautiful emotional caressing take place, I could feel the love I felt even in the midst of the chaos, I could feel the beauty of being in this place with a life growing inside of you. It was as if I was reclaiming something that was lost.
There are certain relationships/roles in your life that are difficult to replace. I feel motherless, it is my reality and even though I have been mothered by many, I know no one can love you like your mother, no one can look for you and worry about you and want to make sure you are okay, like your mother, or like your mother should. And when the person that gave birth to you, the person you should matter to most in the world, is nothing like what your instinct knows she should be, you feel abandoned and alone and maybe a little or a lot of “what’s wrong with me?” is thrown in there as well.
On this day, I allow myself to grieve for the motherless child in me who still yearns for MOTHER and everything that word means.
I’m working on an inner child series of paintings. There is something about painting little girls that frees my own inner little girl. I am very attracted to whimsical paintings of children, they just make my heart swell. Perhaps because I didn’t have a childhood full of bubbles, kites, , nature, and freedom, I want to paint them now.