This sketch is about feelings growing in me the past nine months. What it feels like to be able to take a deep breath and smell the flowers of spring anytime I want, even though it’s winter. What it’s like to feel the rhythm of the earth in my body. To feel the rightness of knowing I am exactly where and with whom I should be right now. What it’s like to be circling around to who I always was, and finally realizing there was never anything to run away from, and settling in to the ease of being myself. This is a document and a memory, just a quick sketch leading to other things and not perfect at all. I don’t really know where painting is taking me right now, and the fact that it isn’t coming from pain has had me worried that it will be boring. But it’s everything to me, so I want to share it anyway.
January, 2020
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