Existence
8×10 soft pastel
The song that was playing when I had an “A-ha!” moment while painting this: “From Gold” by Novo Amor
This idea popped in my head during my run with my doggies. The word that came to my mind was “Existence”.
I google searched that word, “continued survival”, “way of living”. My existence right now feels like survival mode. But my way of living is fueled by God, the people in my small world, the nature all around me, my body being able to move and workout and be stronger, my opportunity to create art, music that set the mood.. etc. I’m always running towards that sunset, and appreciating the cold, rainy clouds along the way brushing my face.
All senses heightened. I hope you enjoy “Existence”.
8×10 soft pastel
The song that was playing when I had an “A-ha!” moment while painting this: “From Gold” by Novo Amor
This idea popped in my head during my run with my doggies. The word that came to my mind was “Existence”.
I google searched that word, “continued survival”, “way of living”. My existence right now feels like survival mode. But my way of living is fueled by God, the people in my small world, the nature all around me, my body being able to move and workout and be stronger, my opportunity to create art, music that set the mood.. etc. I’m always running towards that sunset, and appreciating the cold, rainy clouds along the way brushing my face.
All senses heightened. I hope you enjoy “Existence”.
8×10 soft pastel
The song that was playing when I had an “A-ha!” moment while painting this: “From Gold” by Novo Amor
This idea popped in my head during my run with my doggies. The word that came to my mind was “Existence”.
I google searched that word, “continued survival”, “way of living”. My existence right now feels like survival mode. But my way of living is fueled by God, the people in my small world, the nature all around me, my body being able to move and workout and be stronger, my opportunity to create art, music that set the mood.. etc. I’m always running towards that sunset, and appreciating the cold, rainy clouds along the way brushing my face.
All senses heightened. I hope you enjoy “Existence”.
