There is no greater agony then bearing an untold story inside you- Maya Angelou
Hello everyone,
I hope you are all well.
It is a gorgeous,
Friday afternoon,
here in,
my beautiful ugly.
It has been a busy week.
It will be a busy weekend,
some social stuff,
some church stuff,
some creative stuff,
and some vaguely,
work related stuff.
I came across this,
Maya Angelou quote,
I love Maya Angelou,
and this quote is so true.
I feel, sometimes,
like I have years of backed up,
stories,
in me.
They can’t all be expressed,
in story form,
blogging,
or photography.
This brings me to painting.
I had no idea until,
a work activity last year,
that I would enjoy,
actually,
love,
painting.
I don’t draw well,
never have,
maybe with a drawing class,
I might learn,
but, I am not at this point,
in my life,
really interested in that,
but, I love, covering,
canvas with paint,
blending colours,
layering paint on top,
of paint.
I know nothing about it,
I am not an artist,
but, I love it.
I do it for no one,
but me.
I am not looking,
to turn it into,
money, a new job,
sideline,
no, nothing of the kind.
I just love to stand in front,
of the easel,
plop paint onto my,
palette,
and,
not think,
just paint.
I do it,
in my office,
barefoot,
in a t-shirt and shorts,
I have a few paint sploshes,
on my house shorts,
and I think,
before I am done,
there may be a few more.
I don’t analyse,
I don’t give them names,
but I do sign them,
Cafi.
I know painters,
some who are quite,
renowned,
and some who should be.
I never thought,
I would paint.
My talents,
didn’t lie in that,
area.
But, I find that for me,
it is about the joy,
of colour, the quiet,
the throwing of emotions,
out on canvas.
Maybe, just maybe,
it is about untold stories.
Have an amazing weekend,
you all.
Later girls,
BB
