“If you ask me what I came to do in this world, I, an artist, will answer you: I am here to live out loud.”
― Émile Zola
Somehow, during this jam-packed week of nursery drop-offs, play rehearsals and general Mummy duties; I actually managed to squeeze in a few minutes of ME-TIME.
What occurs during me-time depends on my mood and energy levels. It can be anything from simply lying in bed reading, to full on machine embroidering, to a bit of clearing out my wardrobe (because yes, this is satisfying enough to count as a me-time activity).
This week I whipped out the new acrylics Mum bought me for Christmas and just sort of splodged my way around a couple of blank greetings cards. I then used the leftover paint to do some swishing and swashing on a small canvas, resulting in what many would call abstract art.
Still regarding myself as a beginner, and with only a few minutes to play around; I was quite happy with what I came up with.
The Colourful Kind 