The paint flows freely on my paper as the image inside my head begins to form on my paper.
A piece of art is formed and nothing worth calling a masterpiece.
But, even if I’m no good I won’t give it up for it brings me so much peace in that moment.
As If I’m laying down my soul as I paint and when I’m done I feel so free and the troubles or worries of life are gone for a little while.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes