Paint Your Life

When I was a little girl, I loved to paint and color. I loved to think of my life like this piece of artwork. The best kind of my artwork was abstract. You can make out whatever you want from this piece in front of you. I loved taking brilliant, blood reds and spraying it across the paper. Maybe I would sprinkle some blues on top. I could then make a little boxes on top of this work. They were little houses one day and creative jungle gyms the next. Art just let me take out spirits from me and put it on the paper.

"The world doesn't make sense, so why should I paint pictures that do?"

Pablo Picasso

Now I believe that i have this white piece of paper. It has been many colors, and I am trying to restore it back to the beginning.

This single paper inside of me reveals my essence. You can see how colors sprinkle across it. New colors that you would have never thought would have existed, well there they are. Spirals bounce across the page. This is a collage of what is inside me. This is something you cannot just look at me see. But you have to look inside.

I am a free spirit. No one knows my essence, even I do not know where it will take me.

Just remember you can always take new colors and paint your life.