Thursday, September 6, 2018

1091: I You Hear a Voice Within You Say, "You Can't Paint"...

It is 8:56pm.

I've been painting a lot this week. I really enjoy it. It makes me hope that one day my artistic abilities and creativity will sustain me financially (along with the retreats I will plan as a life coach).

I'd actually love to do a free style art retreat and have lots of fun ideas for it. Maybe that will be my next retreat. Right now I am kind of hoping to fill the first. November is right around the corner. I am working with a marketing agent and I trust her, I am just new to all of this and have lots to learn.

Anyways, today I got 2 potential clients to make personalized children's books for. I am really excited to hear back from them. Partly because if I can land both of these gigs, then we can afford to do something special for Elijah's anniversary. Also partly, because that means that my work is really worth something and I will be making a precious memory for a family. That's pretty cool.

The thing I miss most about doing photography is knowing that somewhere my work is hanging in someone's home bringing them joy. I hope that now my paintings and books will do the same.

It is a lovely gift to have artistic ability. Not trying to be arrogant--I am just truly grateful.

I think most people are more creative than they give themselves credit for. Before this past year, I truly believed I couldn't paint...
"If you hear a voice within you say, 'you can't paint,' then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced."
— Vincent Van Gogh

Sending you guys all lots of love. Have a beautiful night.

Go change the world. Do it for Elijah.

Thank you.



The sunflowers I am painting right now are from Maui.
Your brothers want to go to Hawaii and I promised them that somehow,
someday,
I will take them.
I want to go to see the sunflowers and write your name in the soil.
Sunflowers, beaches and mountains.
If I ever get there,
I may never leave.
I love and miss you so very much Elijah.
Always.
<3 

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