I am an artist, but I am trapped. Can anyone relate to that feeling?
Before the twins were born (2.5 years ago) I regularly painted abstract watercolor paintings. I painted one small painting in the hospital while I was waiting to have the twins and I have not painted since. I have not had time.
Honestly, the first six months were spent getting the hang of nursing. Life went into survival mode. You know that place right? You get the dishes done. You keep on top of the laundry. You make sure the family gets meals three times a day. You get a shower as often as you can, but not nearly often enough. You can forget about the hot bubble baths because as soon as you run the water someone wakes up to nurse. Just when they are getting back to sleep someone else wakes up to nurse. There are two of them, remember?
The last 2.5 years has been spent being creative on-line. I learned how to do digital graphic design which has kept me happy, mostly. It was a lot simpler to open up Inkscape and create a fun gameboard or a web design than it was to pull out the paints. Pulling out the paints meant also pulling out the paper and get everything all set up.
What I really, really, really want to do is paint again.
So, guess what?
I have made a date with paint and my hubby is okay with that, honest. We talked about it this afternoon. And yesterday. And the day before.
I really need to paint.
The twins are sleeping long enough in one stretch for me to complete some smallish paintings. A large one takes about 6 hours in a row, which I don’t have yet. Soon. I really hope. I really need to let this creative side out again. It is a way to connect with my emotions, a way to connect with my Creator, and a way to express this deep inner side of myself.
I thought I would share with you a few of my past paintings just to give you some idea what I am longing for again.
Do you have a creative side that is just waiting to escape?
What are you going to do about it?