Inspiration...

Did you ever paint on rocks as a child? I did. My sisters and I had a fabulous time collecting rocks from the lake and painting them up. I think there are still a few of those rocks floating around the cottage and my parents' house. Last summer we painted rocks with my niece and nephews and the magic is still there.

I've been thinking about inspiration a lot lately. What did I like to do as a child? As a girl I was drawing on everything all the time...not just paper. I knew I'd be in trouble for drawing on say, the furniture, but I knew it was all right to draw on other things....so my mom would open the fridge and see all the eggs had faces, or all the chalk in the junk drawer had little drawings on them, or you might find yourself in the bathroom using TP that had words doodled on the squares.

Painted Rocks by McCabe

Recently I ran across McCabe's wonderful blog, Dancing Mermaid. I had to smile when I saw that this woman is still painting on rocks and rockin' her whole world with inspiration.

These days I find myself drawing on paper more, but sometimes I get the chance to paint a mural on a wall, and of course there is plenty of old furniture in my life as an antique dealer and I sometimes take advantage of that. I'm also working on a piece for a local public art project (you'll see more of that soon). The main thing I'm realizing is that I just don't do enough drawing and painting.........lately it's mostly when I have a deadline that I get something done. And since I'm not making a living as an artist, I have very few deadlines! I used to paint when I was happy, when I was sad, when I was goofy, when I was serious, when I was madly in love, and when I was royally ticked off.

So I'm on a mission. More paint, more lines, more chalk, maybe even more eggs with faces.