Mondays mean breathing in the new week, stepping into its embrace. No matter how tired, how reluctant.
Mondays are sleepy days for me. And as I sit at my desk, I find myself seeking ways to open my mind creatively.
Colours to brighten my day.
It normally starts with a quick sketch. Something simple to ease myself into practice.
Then I pick up my paintbrushes, and delve into colours. Bright ones, today.
The sun filters through the leaves outside. The air picks them up, and they murmur. This I mirror with my brush upon the paper.
Mondays can be difficult. But finding enjoyment in splashes of paint is not.
Breathing in the new week. I am ready to try that new perspective!
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I hope it works out for you!
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I absolutely loved this post! So honest, so true and exactly how I was feeling only I use words instead of brushes. Nicely done! Cheers!
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Thank you! I’m so glad you can relate!
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I like your site! You write well and have such the heart of an artist. This is a blog to visit!
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