I've been terribly busy the past week but strangely, at the end of the work week, I have nothing to show for it.
I went to the art store last weekend and for anyone who knows me, it's like letting loose a girl in a candy store. I went to every single corner of the store but found myself drawn eventually (as always) to the rows and rows of neatly stacked tubes of acrylic paint. And brushes. I was in "paint-heaven".
An empty white canvas sits in our creative room. Propped against the wall. Waiting.
I'm waiting . . . for the opportune time to let my spirit roam free in front on that canvas.
Soon. Soon. I know. In time, the canvas will be awash with colours. ~ Inspira
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