This is my art process following my yoga process. Following all of that stuff that came together over the weekend.
I’m rushing to get this done as I head out the door. What can I tell you. Both yoga and art get you out of your brain and into your body. Get this, I was digging through some of Liam’s things (haven’t done that in a while) and I found his obituary and the picture that was on it (in it?) was the visual I had chosen in yoga on Sunday. And maybe you’re nodding your head and saying that makes sense, but I honestly had no memory of it being that image. And today I was able to go back to that time again through art. I remember that time, those moments, with him on my lap very well.
I’m kind of giggling about whatever is going on in the painting (is that a Cosby sweater?), but I’ll get back into it and report back.
Now I go to yoga.