The Healer..

I’ve been painting this morning and I stepped back to take a look at my work and realized that it seemed normal to begin my day now with my paintbrush in hand. I set my coffee aside and dug out one of my first paintings and it was dated five years ago. How did this come about? I look around and I see nothing but creative endeavours!  Jewellery design, antique finishing, writing, photography and my latest attempts at becoming a potter!

Amber notes..

Watercolour moments..

I never considered myself that creative a few years ago and it’s as though some tap has been unleashed and I can’t stop. I’ll have to consider myself a later bloomer in the art realm. I’ve been so busy running in a different direction that perhaps this was meant to be saved until last.

Perhaps I’ve just been a slow boiling pot .. I needed all this time to digest my ideas and have just been filing it away for future access. Or maybe I’ve just fallen into where I should have been all along. Someone told me once that late bloomers are deep thinkers and connected to the world in a much different way than the achieve it now crowd.

So I remind myself this morning that it is better to do something imperfectly than to do nothing flawlessly. Try the best you can, the best you can is good enough…the rest will all arrive when it is meant to.

Capturing present moments on canvas and camera, everything seems to affect me these days.

copyright Es-tee Miller

“It is never too late to be what you might have been”…George Elliot