As a child I would spend hours on end drawing and coloring...as I got older it progressed to Art classes, pottery classes, and always I dreamt that one day I would become an Artist. When I was a Sophomore in High School I broke my ankle and three weeks after I was in the cast the Dr. realized that there was more going on. He ordered another set of x-rays and that is when they found a tumor growing in my ankle bone.
I had surgery and they put me in a cast to immobilize it and I spent many long hours working on paintings.
as I could do not do much more. I remember giving a set of pen and ink drawing to the Surgeon who operated on me and the next time I went for a visit they were hanging in his office. I didn't think they were anything spectacular, but it brightened my day to see he had been blessed my work.
I am never one to fish for compliments and have been told that I almost seem embarrassed whenever someone does pay me a compliment. I know that is partly because I was raised really not hearing compliments very often. I enjoy complimenting others and always try to be authentic in what I say and do.
Almost two years ago a friend invited me to take an Oil Painting class with her. She had been taking classes from a man locally and thought I might enjoy it. I decided to go ahead and purchased the necessary supplies...once again, I was hooked. I looked forward to my weekly lessons and loved working in oils. I also took a few classes from a local studio and with her I worked in acrylics and enjoyed that as well.
Fast forward ...In November after praying and much soul searching I decided to resign from my work at the Oviedo Crisis Pregnancy Center. Bob needed to go back into the office 4 days per week and I knew my life would become too chaotic between transporting him and trying to work. It was a difficult decision as I loved what I was doing, but God has taken this Plan B and turned it into far more than I could have ever imagined.
My initial thought about staying at home was I would finish writing the book my friend Kay and I have been working on...and a few chapters have been added...but, the bulk of my time goes into creating art. One of the questions I always have asked my coaching clients is this: "what do you do that makes you lose all track of time?" If you can answer that it is often the starting point to what you are most passionate about.
I go into my office often with the intention of just maybe sketching something and hours later I am totally engrossed in painting. Do I think they are all gallery worthy? No, I don't but my hope is always that my art will bring a smile to someone's face or it will evoke a sweet memory. I try to keep my prices down so if someone wants to purchase painting or a print they can actually afford to do so. So often I have gone to an art show and would love to purchase something that really speaks to my heart, but the price tag is prohibitive.
This week I have been blessed in I have sold 3 paintings and 1 print. I am honored and humbled by those who have chosen to purchase from me. I love being able to play in the paints and I pray my work always points people to the One who gifts each of us with our own set of talents and gifts. On the back of each of my paintings I always write a verse from Scripture...sometimes, if I know the person I will personalize it...other times it is just what God has laid on my heart related to the painting.
I had a Plan A...God had a Plan B and His plan has proven to be one that has blessed me. I am thankful for the artists who have shared their time and talent with me...who have encouraged me to step out in faith and to trust the process. I am grateful to my husband who has given me the opportunity to resurrect a childhood passion, a childhood dream and most of all to God be the glory forever.