maybe mom loved dots too...

Any fool can run towards the light. It takes a master with courage to turn and face the darkness and shine his own light there.

- Leslie Fieger

hi everyone.

My son came back from Mexico with this lovely souvenir for me,

which in turn, inspired a painting.

my camera was in another room,

so i didn't take any progress pics. 

some of these pics were taken last night,

and others this morning, by natural light.

Natural light is always better. 

I've been feeling the need to re-evaluate a few things lately,

so i may be blogging a little less for a while.

If i blog less, you'll know it's because i'm writing (or painting) more.

Sometimes, saying no to something

means we're saying YES to ourselves.

Saying yes can be very liberating...

This past while, i've been slowly sorting out

mom's things.

It's a strange feeling to be sorting out

things that belonged to another person,

even when that other person was my mom.

Old passports.

Receipts from purchases made years ago.

Cards kept in special places.

Letters.

Clothes...

Unlike what many of you may think,

i love doing this and find it all very healing.

i love finding some of her writing the most

because the handwriting of a person is very intimate

and my mother had beautiful handwriting.

This was one of mom's favorite tops...

Anyone who knows my art, knows how much i love using dots.

It made me smile from ear to ear when i saw this...

and noticed (for the first time!) all the dots.

i swear i had never noticed them before.

Life is funny sometimes...

Thank you all for being here...

xox