Something in this post by Pixie has cracked my heart.
I gazed at the images of her filling her new space, of her Pandora’s box and giant thirsty canvasses, and my breath caught in my throat.
I’ve long longed to spread colour on larger canvasses, to have a bright space full of sunshine and shelves and drawers and places to put my paints within easy reach… I’ve long kept my artworks small because my living space seemed to require it.
But what if that isn’t so?
What if that cannot be so?
What if I can spread out and create the space I need in this wonderful home of ours?
What if I only think I cannot spread my wings out as far as I wish to?
What if my thinking small, my playing small, is the only thing keeping me that way?
Maybe I’ll try a bigger canvas and decide it isn’t for me… but I have everything to lose by never trying… and much to gain if I do.
Time to stop waiting for the right time.
Open, Breathe, Remember.