Paint

Last night should have been the night of my weekly walk to Mt Tabor with my dear friend, Christine. (I'm completely in love with my sacred Mt Tabor walks, but that's a story for another post).  Of course, here in Portland, it's been torrential for the past few days complete with flooding and sink holes.  So no walk.  I did, however, get to finish up the first productive and hopeful day that I've had in quite a while, in quite an inspiring and fabulous way.

After tea and the sharing of stories from our past week (to the nostalgic sound tracks of Miles Davis and Dave Brubeck...some of my favorites from my awakening period of college youth), Christine beckoned me in to her exciting new passion for painting.  It must be said, that I've been wanting to learn to paint for quite some time.  I look for art classes in the community college's non-credit catalog every term with the hopes of finding the perfect class and the perfect time at the perfect location, but so far it hasn't quite lined up. It's one of many creative desires that I haven't acted on.

Christine just took a workshop with Flora Bowley, whose work is beautifully abstract and intriguing. While the style of painting I've been drawn to has been of a different genre, the prospect of jumping on to one of Christine's already in progress paintings with her was pretty exciting.  And I had so much fun...painting without a plan or desired result...just playing with color and form on a canvas!!  Today I binge watched Flora's painting videos as well as painting tutorials on youtube and perused the websites of my favorite artists to really take in what it is that they create.  I'm so excited to get some painting supplies and create!  It really does fill the soul.  Hurray for art!!