Fine arts for me has always been a journey. 2015/2016 was the year I found my way back to the path.  I enjoyed reaching well outside of my old inclinations. I explored the juicyness of my oils, reached beyond my brushes and focused on subjects that I never would have considered in the past. It has been freeing, enlightening, maybe even joyful. I have learned to see the world differently, and I can’t wait to get the imagery that dances around in my head, out!

But I’d be lying if I said that the artist in me is satisfied. I’ve always loved the portrait. The pinnacle of skill in my eyes. The human form is the most complex and diverse subject. To master the portrait seems an impossible task, but one I can’t seem to ignore. So this year I have decided to put forward intentional practice. I have a long list of studies, classes and workshops lined up that will hopefully move me closer, if only a little to mastery.

Though it has started a little slower than I’d hoped, (still trying to figure out this mom/artist tight wire act,) I think I’m off to a reasonable start! And so begin’s the year of the portrait!