I cannot put into words my gratitude for your support. It meant much more to me than you will ever know. Thank you with all of my heart, which you have touched deeply.
Out of the most difficult times came my rebirth. My psyche reemerged stronger, clearer, exhilarated. Ideas that lurked in the back of my mind ventured forth and consumed me whole, demanding to be given life, to be made eternal on canvas.
I succumbed to their demands.
work in progress
And every time I get this urge to paint, painting becomes part of a cleansing process for me.
There has to be quiet around me. I have to be able to listen to what is going on in my head the whole time, and not to listen to it simultaneously. I find the best way to do that is listening to music you have listened to so many times, you can almost block it out as if it were really the sound of children playing in the streets, or owls hooting at night. But you have to love these songs immensely still, no matter how many times you have heard them before, they have to inspire you still, grip you within them and let your mind go at the same time.
A few of such songs that work their magic on me every single time:
Tool ~ Reflection
Tori Amos ~ Black Dove
Led Zeppelin ~ No Quarter
Blue Oyster Cult ~ Astronomy
The Cure ~ The Lovecats
David Bowie ~ Wild Is The Wind
The Doors ~ The End
I am going back to paint, paint, paint! (and to go on listening)