After several days of much-needed rain here in Texas, I found myself thinking about renewal.
Rain changes color. The trees grow greener, the sky becomes clearer, and the landscape seems to come alive again. As an artist, I notice those changes immediately.
This morning I came across an older painting I had not seen in years. Looking at the vibrant horses and rich palette knife color reminded me of a season when painting came naturally and joyfully. It also reminded me how much life can change our direction.
After years of family responsibilities, loss, and time away from the easel, I find myself asking an important question: What comes next?
Perhaps discovery.
Perhaps a return to color.
Perhaps a new chapter in the studio.


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