I've been painting alot latley.
Its a good thing.
I thought I'd forgotten how it felt.
A Palet knive scraping on clean canvas, is music to my ears.
What if I'd gone deaf and never heard it ever again?
I will never stop painting things.....ever....
I dont even care what it is that I paint.
I just want to pick up that Palet knife and build layers of each passing day on that canvas.
I dont care how long it takes untill its finished.
Im dedicated to making sure that it comes out just right.

Colours to suit each emtotion.
What ever coulour is best, to suit my passing mood is what will be on display.
Its like throwing all you have ever thought and all youv have ever experienced
onto a white canvas, and showing it to all who will look.
It leaves you bare.
Bare of those coulours.
Once again, you yourself have become the blank canvas....
awaiting a new wardrobe of emotions......full of different colours.....
Its a cycle that will never stop.
Thats why I will never stop


~Gail