A Year Of Art

I was just thinking last night as I lay in bed how transformational this last year has been. Most people who have taken up art as a hobby emerged during the pandemic.
I was not one of them.

Instead I found my passion because of a silly accident I had in my kitchen a year ago that caused some foot and tendon damage. As a result I had to spend time in physical therapy until it healed and less time doing excercise. From lemons came lemonade!

A year later I look back and I see a lot of personal transformation. My foot is healed and I can spend more time outside and yet I am happier at my art station in my dining room. My brain feels energized! I am always open to new project ideas. I feel that even on the days that I am trying to relax afterwork, that art is my sanctuary. And its amazing. 

I make the joke that its my "old person" hobby but I think its more then that. Its a way for me to learn new things, see the world in a different way, get out my feelings and energy and bring something beautiful to the world.