Playing in a Blue Sky

30th December 2011 Friday

This afternoon we sit round a big table in a warm kitchen - some lovely women and I - and instead of sharing sumptuous food like we usually do, we are stoking our creative fires - cutting out and pasting, chalking, pastelling, painting and inking. So I feel like an artist among artists steeped in the colours of Gaugin and Monet dipping my brush into viridian green, windsor violet, burnt sienna and liquid gold. Splashing my heart onto the paper - letting the paint speak for me.

Playing in a blue sky - as if my life depends on it.