studio days

As I type, a hard, summer rain is pounding against the roof. I can hear the waterfall of excess falling over the gutters onto the balcony. Thunder rolls steadily, tolling the time for me to put my brushes down and check in with the rest of my life.
For two solid days, I have been waking up, grabbing my paints, and getting to work. Only the return of my husband, gnawing hunger, and the call of the potty have dragged me away from my worktable. After two solid days, I don't want to stop. I want to paint everything that is dwelling in my imagination and bring it to life on paper. I'm exhausted, but happy. And proud. I am so happy that I have found something to do that brings me such unbelievable joy. I feel like I've found my niche, even if I have no idea how to market myself. (Pointers, anyone???) As I paint, decorate, and create, my inner-Anne is set free and I am content. My imagination runs rampant and mergers with the dreams of my childhood. I am an artist, I tell myself.
I know that the laundry basket is beginning to heave under the weight of its burden and that the dishes won't do themselves. Eventually, I will need to pry myself away for days or weeks at a time again from my "studio" and interact with the world. But for right now, I feel connected, content, and full.

Be patient with me as I get new pieces up in the shop. I can't wait to share some of them with you! Sadly, the editing and printing process can often take longer than the actual painting. In the meantime, enjoy these teasers and be sure to check out what's in the shop already!