Saturday, June 25, 2011

Stained Glass

I can not express how therapeutic art is. It's seriously one of the things that makes me feel sane. And the thing about it; it doesn't even have to be good. It's the freedom of the process. Being able to let my hand go, not know exactly where the end result will come from or take me, and just watching the idea blossom from a brush and a couple tubes of paint.

Here's my latest creation. 


  1. (I mean this in the most loving of ways.)
    Again, I reitterate my overwhelming feeling of hopelessness in regard to my art stuff. You are like an idiot savant, but you are not limited to doing one thing well, as you prove time and time again, but instead, you are well versed in a multitude of artistic ways. Oh, to be so talented.

  2. That is lovely, Haven.

  3. To both, thank you!

    Haha, ib, I do love your comments. Your candor always makes me smile.