The Exploration of Doing Something New

After a year of attempting to start painting, I finally ordered a slew of pain supplies last week. I had been [image error]wanting to do it partly because I knew some of the walls in my house in Albuquerque would be empty since my now former husband had been the one to collect artwork took them with him. And because I usually have an idea in my mind of what I want, I thought it would be easier to paint what I want myself.

The last time I painted was in junior high art class. I enjoyed art but I never found myself in a place where I could do it after that. Quilting and sewing became that self expression but here in Albuquerque the last thing I want to do in the summer is sit inside at a sewing machine. At least I can paint outside.