It's been a really long time since I've drawn a doodle let alone allowed myself the time to enjoy this gift of mine that God blessed me with. I do notice that I find myself running from this gift so often it's rather embarrassing, really. I haven't quite been able to define why though.
I found myself in a pretty painful place this last week. The older I get the more I find myself missing my parents. I begin to daydream of what it would be like to have them present in my adult life. Even what it would be like to have disagreements with them now. All of that pain and angst made me turn to what I know best, the thing that is most therapeutic to me. My art.
There's really not much of a story to share with this piece. It was just a means of reawakening my love to create considering it's been months. I enjoy the creative process of allowing things to follow from my heart out of my hand.
Insert any other arty like commentary here. Ha! Enjoy the visual consumption.