An Old Friend Found...

I have always had a passion for art and creating. When I was thirteen, I was taught the technique of oil painting. It opened up a whole new world for me. I loved it. In high school, I spent as much time as possible in the art room with dear, beloved Mrs. Warren. As college rolled around and I chose science as my field of studies, painting fell further down on my list of priorities. As an adult, I've spent less and less time painting. The last painting I completed was years ago.

Today, while going through the coat closet (a closet that stretches back under the stairs, sort of like a black hole...), I discovered a forgotten canvas I had been working on probably 5 or 6 years ago. It's in the beginning stages. Just a charcoal outline of the 24 x 30 painting it was meant to become. An old friend found. I dusted my friend off and have him propped up on the easel. I am determined to finish this painting, and writing this post is a way of pushing myself to do so. I have a feeling I'll have to replace most of my paints as I'm sure they're a little worse for wear after years of neglect...

Here's to rediscovering old passions....

And thank you for dropping by, lovely friends...xo