Years ago, I was introduced to using art as a way to relieve my anger and stress, my sadness and despair and all those other emotions that sometimes our hearts simply cannot hold. I found my old portfolio with my oil pastel works from a period of time that still means a whole lot to me. What's wonderful is that if you put the oil pastel works in the order that they were created, in a relatively short amount of time (about 4 days) and if you can take into consideration what was going on, you can see a true transformation. I love those works.
I have picked up my brush here and there over the years but haven't been able to define a direction to take my artistic desire to. Well, when I came across these old works, I became inspired again and when taking in the lessons I have learned, I was able to start, complete, and love my most recent work.
It combines art, my travel history (in particular to Australia), and a dedication to a particular type of style. Sure, the thing isn't much to look at but to me, it reflects a new stage of my emotional growth in which I am particularly proud of. The process of the painting required an immense amount of concentration and dedication. It would have been easier to just quit, but I wanted to prove to myself that I could complete it...and I did. And now a whole new world has been reopened.
Most of my friends these days don't realize that once upon a time, art was my escape. I wasn't too bad at it either, but life got in the way and I put my creations aside. I feel alive again, knowing that art is coming back to me.
It's a great relief to have another outlet. Or, rather, to have returned to an outlet. Paint!
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