When I was very young, I had an art filled soul, I could
draw and paint like a fast-flowing water fountain. The ideas poured out and many times I believe
it was the one thing that carried me through some very dark days.
I dreamed of having my own studio where I could create until my heart felt content. It is funny though because as life went on, I learned that I didn’t need a specific place for my heart to feel that way.
Contentment came on its own, by learning to grow through those dark days and it took time. The biggest obstacle I had to overcome was learning to forgive others and myself. I also had to learn to stop allowing others take advantage of me.
My art was pushed aside as the contentment grew and my dream of one day having a studio became cloudy. I was okay with that because I have had the most incredible life and if it all ended right now, I could say, “I was so blessed.”
But I’m not ready for that because my dream of having an art studio has become a reality.
For years people would tell me and still say today, that I have been
given many gifts. To be honest I have
never really felt like I have lived or measured up to those words.
God has blessed me beyond measure and I can see what most overlook; I have proven this multiple times. Even when things didn't turn out as I had hoped I learned something along the way.
As I sit in my studio to share these words, I look around this room and I'm amazed. It is everything I could have ever imagined and more because my husband built it. We have worked together on this space and every detail including the furniture has its own story.
I will share those stories later and even offer some DIY projects for the furniture. Each piece helped bring forward this space and each one makes me smile.
My goal today was to simply share this room because it’s
done and I’m ready to begin creating. I will be putting watercolors to paper and I may even dabble back into pencil rendering.
My hope is to allow my ideas to symbolize the blessings of growth. It’s been a journey that never ends because I keep trying to do good and see the good.
I have been blessed with this life and believe the same is true for those reading. Don’t give up on dreams because they can become a reality when the time is right.
See the Good,
Carole West
You may also enjoy my addition, a corner art shelf.