It does not dress itself down for grief
I’ve been painting more of these little tokens of peace. I took the reference photo for this one on a walk last week.
It wasn’t really until the long walks of the lockdown era in Spring 2020 that I slowed enough to really tune in to early spring. I hope that I never become too busy again to watch how things slowly crack open. Learning to notice what the bud looks like the day before it blooms: it is a skill of hope.
One of the many things I’ve learned in the past couple of years is that spring comes, and comes boldly no matter what.
It does not dress itself down for grief.
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This series of nine tiny original paintings will be available to patrons tomorrow 8/28 morning at 8am. Patrons, the shop password is in my most recent post/email.
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Any remaining pieces will then be available in the shop to everyone on Wednesday 3/28.
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I’m painting small paintings of “signs of safety” - that idea I like to cue in check-ins (like the hum of the heater, the snoring dog, the familiar sweatshirt) as a way to help align my nervous system with the moment. I often don’t feel as safe as I am.
So here’s a sketch of how I saw my hand resting on the desk in the early morning light.
Signs of safety: favorite art supplies 💛 This is part of a series of small paintings of little signals that I am ok.
The rubber tree branches, making new roots in water. Signs of safety.
In case you need a reminder to take your meds 🌱
Here’s another scene from my signs of safety series in which I paint little portraits of reassuring or neutral things around me that indicate that I am, at least in this moment, ok. If you haven’t recently, consider scanning around for your own signs of safety. What do you see?