My emotions have finally got something here!
All this time I’ve been painting… and painting… hoping for a way to connect my artistic side to creative motivation (not “drive” – I don’t like that term) and now, in one brief morning after arguing with my husband (rather, “at” my husband) I discover my heart!
It’s in Abstract painting.
So easy, yet so hard… just putting your emotions on the canvas; I’m used to letting the emotions go up into the air and into the hand of God. There’s nothing wrong with that, and they still end up in God’s hands (it’s where they belong); but now I can leave something I like in the embers of those visceral flares, and it’s called Abstract painting.
This one’s simply (and aptly) called, “1st Abstract Painting”, and it follows the principle of Thirds about which I’ve recently read. It makes sense to me and to my family, so that’s a good start. But what’s more, it adequately communicates my feelings at the time I created it and, afterwards, I felt better… MUCH better. I played praise music while I painted it and focused on the Lord; He relieved the weight of the sadness and frustration, added hope to my sorrows, and His Righteous Judgement (the stream and flecks of black) to my tears.
God is wonderful.
It’s a “non-intellectual” abstract painting, it has nothing to do with mental planning or orchestration but engaged only my emotions and what made painting feel good to me. No more holding my breath under water. PRAISE GOD. I’ve found the medium I’ve have been waiting for… it’s Abstract painting: who knew?
[I cover this testimony with the Precious Blood of Jesus the Christ of Nazareth Who came in the flesh, and I forbid the enemy or any of his flunkies any access to it, in Jesus’ Name.]