Sons coming home

Well its Monday and after spending the morning running errands I am back in the studio. I have several paintings to finish and four more ready to start. I hope to post pictures of the finished ones by the end of the week. I feel more on top of things and more mentally organized then I did last week. My husband keeps reminding me not to under estimate the stress and anxiety having the boys in Iraq has on my life. Sometimes I can use my art to escape for a while but it is hard not to be worried. Last week I read a story about a rocket going off where one of my sons works and it took 3 days before I was able to confirm that he was ok. The only thing you can do during those times is pray and trust God to protect them. Very soon they both will be home on leave. I can not wait to see them. It has been 9 months since we last saw them. It is going to be hard to send them back for 3 more months but at least they only have a little time left.

My first blog

Today I set up my first blog. So far I would have to say the hardest part of this is coming up with a name...sounds crazy coming from an artist. We are supposed to be "creative". One of the hardest things for me to do is come up with a compostition for a painting. I lay at night in a semi sleep and creative ideas flood my brain. It is like I have so many thoughts and ideas to put down on canvas but they refuse to come out in my conscience state. It is like a giant roadblock or plug that is holding every thing in. On top of being frustrated sometimes I feel lost. After a long night painting in my dreams I was ready to try and recreate my nighttime paintings. I took a small canvas and started to "scribble" with acryllic. The painting turned into a woman holding her hand out. I feel like I need to paint something that describes the feelings of a mother whose children are at war. I need to put my fears down somehow on canvas and that is where I come to now. How do I express myself with paint.