Tomorrow is Veterans Day which honors all our veterans. November 1 was All Saints Day to honor our loved ones who have passed. This painting is my mother's candle in the window of her church on All Saints Day in 2013. It is also in remembrance of my husband, Larry, who passed in 2016. The third candle is everyone else in my circle who has passed on. Most recently Jackie Biga...mother, teacher, friend.
Sunday, November 11, 2018
Sunday, October 28, 2018
Was I lucky? Oh, yes I was. Would I do it again? Oh, yes I would. In fact, I probably will. Try it. And please...keep it simple sweetie. That is the beauty of selling your art this way.
Saturday, February 3, 2018
Today's prompt was to create a self portrait illustrating what it would look like to live in God's abundance. My first thought was, "Boy, is that challenging!" For me to draw a self portrait we're talking maybe a month if I could even do it at all.....not a part of a day.
First, the message I got, which I know to be true, is I'm already living in God's abundance! So I knew what I wanted the portrait to look like. Then I found an app called Photo Sketch Maker and transformed two photo of my grandsons and me. It went from photo to portrait drawing in seconds. I was impressed. Someday I may try to paint it but for now, well....take a look. I live in this abundance of love in my arms! And I am so grateful.
Wednesday, January 31, 2018
Becoming a widow is on no one's bucket list or life plan.
Morbidly speaking, maybe it should be since it is inevitable that one of a partnership will go first. One goes. One stays. The one who stays has a lot of work to do. Emotionally and practically.
Maybe you've talked about it with your spouse. We did that. But once it happens in your life, you realize the scope of loss is beyond you. Like a tsunami of sorts. It knocks you off your feet. It threatens to drown you.
When it was my turn to walk this walk, my family, counsellors, and friends all threw me a rope. They put their arms around me and were there every way possible. Sometimes I let them in, and sometimes I just treaded water, gulped and sputtered all by myself.
Approaching the one year anniversary last summer, I proactively booked out June and July. Get away from that next wave which threatens to hit you. "You are so brave", they said. "I admire you." Well, I'll take it but, really, I'm on the defensive. Running away from it. I was getting the h____ out of Dodge before being submerged...again.
It's been 18 months now and I should have a grip on this, and most days I do. I go to sleep and wake up with prayers of gratitude on my lips. I am truly blessed in so many ways. My very best friend now is God. His spirit never leaves me in the cold, always there when I call, directing my path. Loving me.
And yet...still. A. Very. Hard. Walk.
Inspiration To Live Well Sandra Wilkes Art