There comes a time when a quiet place for contemplation is a necessity. There is the bush, the stream, birdlife, – I am surrounded by these things. Nature gives of her peacefulness so that we can recharge our creative batteries.
I’m looking for a space to call my own for next year, where I can make a mess and it won’t matter. Leave half finished work on the floor and not have to clear it away. Be enthused to take on a new challenge of painting the life I have lived, if that is possible. Have to wait and see.