It’s been raining here in southern Oregon for about four months. I’m not kidding. I’m no weather stats expert but it has been the wettest soggiest blusteriest coldest are you effing kidding me how can the sky produce so much water kind of winter/spring season. I’m antsy. A little stir crazy. Yes, I can leave the house and water doesn’t melt me but I admit, I’m affected by the non-stop grey skies, whipping winds and deluge of rain. It just doesn’t inspire the cute outfit and a walk along Main Street. It inspires hibernation, yoga pants and a rotating selection of sweatshirts that moved from the Never Be Seen in Public Moving Day wardrobe to Don’t Bug Me, At Least I’m Dressed pile.
The up side of all this weather related dreariness is that it’s been a very productive prolific season of creating. The rain has literally grown my garden and I am painting, writing, shipping on a steady pace. That feels good. There are flowers on the easel, lots of flowers. In fact, so many that I have created a new category “Vintage Florals”: a series of custom paintings, greeting cards and…who knows what else. They have literally and figuratively blossomed. Okay, one point rain.
In other art news , I released a fun new card launch to my customers (well received, yay!), reorganized by itty bitty office that holds my inventory (ah, space!), and dipped my toe back into painting seascapes (heaven). I also held a spring floral still life painting workshop at my home, purged a whole lot of clothes, books, art supplies and thought a lot about exercising while not doing it. This has been the season of hibernation, creation and resting. There has been a lot of travel in this season (and thank god other cities have sunshine) and a lot of coming back home to the “boring”. The necessary. The list making. The Mailchimp setting up. The website. But upon reflection on this rainy day, it’s been this wet season that has created a lot of beauty. I feel ready for something fun because I’m not tired. I am rested and restored. I’ve leaned into this season. It hasn’t always been with a smile on my face, but I have somehow managed to grow a vintage floral garden in this la vie en rose life of mine. xo
“La Vie en Rose” 11×17″
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