I want to put paint down on canvas

- to swirl colors -

vibrant - hydrangea, lime, indigo, sun ray.

I need to be messy and have blue daubs underneath my fingernails for days.

I long to smell paint and feel the slippery give as I sweep it across the palate.

I want to glop it and smear it and dot it precisely down the left side.

I just spent time in Sara's home .

Sara is a fabulous artist.

Each time I've seen work that has poured from her core,

I have seen in first, been drawn to it, and then seen her name attached to the piece.

Somehow, her art speaks to my very soul.

and in her home, I felt...- healthy.

like I was breathing very deeply

and the air was fresh and sweet

and bright.

Michelle shared a book with me by Sabrina Ward Harrison.

It inspires me to be more than I am.

To explore more of who I am.

To explain more of who I am.

To shine even when I am alone with myself.

I don't actually know how to paint.

Once, I did a feathery piece in lavenders and deep citrus for my mom.

It will be interesting where I land.

but then again... it always is.