and probably the naptime of my 5 month old too…
It is one of the most challanging times in my live, phisically. I now know why sleep depreviation is a method of torture…
It is a good thing that nature made baby so irresistible cute. You just can not be mad at them even you do not get sleep in a row over a time periode of five month.
The other thing which keeps me going is to paint. I am surprised myselfe, that insted of laying down trying to sleep while she is sleeping, it helps me more to sit down and put my brushes into the wet paint, covering a canvas.
I know that I did mention befor I had my Baby, that painting is like meditating just on your feet, today it reached a whole new level of truth for me…
One more week to go befor I need to have everything ready for my exhibition…
it is almost the end of my creative sabbatical – time to look back
With yesterdays opening show of my second exhibition -within less than a year- I feel blessed to have had the time and the opportunity to dedicate this time to (my) creativity.
It is something interesting to look back and to see that indeed, I did accomplished quite a lot (almost 60 paintings). Yes, it is not the Hollywood success and No I did not get discovered by some important art dealer – BUT I did stick to my idea and to my longing to become more creative and to discover that painting is my passion where I can express things which are important to me and are my expression of faith and of the pure joy of life.
As for most of us, I am only one in a million who finds her passion, expresses it and who will not be in the news or on TV. But what I did realized and experienced is that it is a most beautiful reward to see people who you do not know start smiling when looking at your paintings and who let you know how much they like what you are doing.
Watching a song contest, where ordinary people, people like you and me go out and give their passion a permission to live, people who do risk embarrassment in order to be seen and heard, that is what counts for me. The doing out in the real world, to be seen and risking to be shamed by exposing a part of yourself, this doing is in the end the biggest accomplishment for me.
Now what is left for me, is to find a bread winning job, love what I am doing there and to not let go again of my passion for painting, caring for it as I would care for a child, looking after it, nutering it and be there for it no matter what.
arrived after 940km and 9h of drive – thanks for the welcome wine and cheese. Now I can go to sleep….
Vive la vie française!