Painting feels like home

Having moved 19 times by the age of 12, I was never one to get homesick. After I graduated high school I became a nomad. I spent years traveling around the world, living out of a backpack. I listened to my friends talk about getting homesick and I didn’t understand what they were talking about. 

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This week I moved into my new studio space. It’s smaller than what I had before, and I was struggling with pride a little. I worked to get it set up like I wanted, full of color and inviting inspiration. Finally, when opportunity struck, I threw on the paint pants and started painting. It is the first time I’ve been able to really paint in months. Just to open things up and make a mess. To not worry about a kiddo bumping into a wet painting or needing to stop due to household distractions. 

It didn’t take long before tears were running down my cheeks. Happy tears. I felt at peace. I felt like I was doing exactly what I was supposed to be doing in that moment. I realized then, painting felt like home. 

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About strokeofred

I am from Kansas and I have traveled all over the world. I am an artist, and I have a business brain. I love skirts and tennis shoes. I like to get dirty and ride motorcycles. I am sensitive and I can be mean. I love nature, and believe in protecting it. I love to laugh, and feel better after a good cry. I can be stubborn and impatient. I am constantly growing. I am open and free. I look to be inspired and love to inspire. I play guitar and secretly want to play drums. I have a puppy that brings me great joy. I love hugs, cuddling, holding hands...and wrestling. I love the mountains and the beach. I have to make a pilgrimage to the ocean at least twice a year to balance myself. I believe in balance in all things. Traveling is a passion, and meeting interesting people from all over the world is the perk! I have small town values, and big city dreams. I love beer, hate wine. I believe that what you put out comes back. I believe and live by the belief of treating others like you want to be treated. I enjoy stimulating conversation, and a good sense of humor. Caffeine is my drug of choice, and coffee over chess or good conversation is my luxury. I am strong but sometimes feel small. I strive to be my authentic me.
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