I think most women have an internal predisposition to create. Our bodies are designed to not only create a completely new person, but protect and nurture the tiny promise before it is ready to be born.
For the last year and a half or so I haven’t felt that artist twinkle. Maybe it was because I spent I huge part of 2011 “creating” a baby. I like to think I was channeling all that creative power into making an extra special baby.
Then last week I found myself really wanting to buy a can of sunshine yellow spray paint. It was like that color started a little fire inside my creative spirit. Look at what I painted.
I found these candle holders at the consignment shop. They were kind of an ash colored wood (think 80s southwestern décor.) But now, just look at them. So happy.