Reconnecting with Creativity

It has been quite a while since I've done any work with paints. We had this old, slightly unattractive white dresser we were using to store Wii and Gamecube controllers. It's not very big and I decided I wanted to decorate it in some fashion. At first I thought I might do something with origami paper but I couldn't figure out a design that I liked enough. Then I thought maybe I could do something with cranes or flowers. Again I decided against those as I'm not super talented with figures. So I just painted it white figuring it needed a base coat. Then my husband was wasting time on imgur and found a post where someone had painted an old table like a nebula. I figured I could try that out. I found some wonderful water soluble oil paints. They still blend really well and take a while to dry but are so much easier to clean up (just a little dab of dish soap!). 

This is what I wound up with. 

I rather like it.

It felt really good to get back into something I used to love doing. I really like pastels but those don't really mix with having a white-ish carpet. I am not a tidy artist. During the process of painting the dresser I painted myself almost as much! So pastel use might have to wait till warmer weather when I can just go outside :-).

Rainy Day Musings

   I finally succumbed to the temptation of Pandora. I'm not sure what took me so long. But I am currently watching the raindrops fall into puddles and listening to The Civil Wars. There is something about rainy days that causes a combination of general sleepiness, introspection, and an odd mix of melancholy and happiness. I love rainy days. I guess that, despite knowing the scientific explanation, I see rain as somewhat miraculous. It can go from a gentle drizzle to a bruising downpour in seconds. Nature is still a mysterious and wonderful creature. I love how there is so much we do know, but such an incredible amount that we don't know. It is sad when we loose our sense of wonder. I love understanding the how's and why's. But it's hard to not feel wonder when you see tress turn from green to golds, reds, and oranges. Or you look at snow capped mountains. I hope I never loose my ability to be amazed and awestruck.