When I Finally Listened
Published on May 30, 2016
A couple months ago I started to share a little of my process behind this painting.
(You can read about my journey with “Her” HERE.)
I was devoted to this painting for a few straight months.
The last time I spoke of Her HERE on Dirty Footprints Studio she was much larger. Much, much larger.
But the larger she got, the heavier she felt.
I started to realize that I was pushing Her to be something that made a lot of sense in my head. But I was drifting aimlessly away from truly listening to what needed to emerge — what really longed to be expressed.
So one evening I just did it.
I just got tired of that heaviness and decided to cut it the hell off.
It wasn’t until then that the heart actually appeared in my painting — almost instantly.
And gosh, isn’t it interesting what happens —
once you decide to finally listen?
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