I've been reminded once again that "revision is progress" and the willingness to edit ourselves helps us to uncover the art that was waiting to be found. After a difficult year, I needed to gather courage to attempt anything creative. Like all times that I've been stumped before, I looked toward my daughter's room - a blank canvas for some fun; a place to imagine and dream and be a little less serious. We decided that a mural behind her little bed would be a great beginning. While painting her mural, I found that my ability to achieve a desirable end wasn't the concern; it was my ability to step back, and be willing to revise the project as I worked on it that made all the difference. And here is the final view I stepped back to see a few weekends ago. But it began as an itch in my mind. Then it became a sketch, and then pencil marks, and white paint. And after a bit more editing, a shimmery copper paint outline of a forest. At first, I thou...
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