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My Story actually began when I was still in Broken Arrow, Oklahoma. I had a dream of a beautiful Yellow rose with a Swallowtail butterfly sitting on it. My first thought was," Lord who can paint that for me?"
That was in 1985. I recorded that dream, if I remember right. Then my husband Don and I moved to Cocoa, Florida. It was during that time frame that I was looking at Bill Alexander and Bob Ross who were painting on TV.
I thought to myself," I wonder if I could do that?" My Don bought me the first small tubes of oil paint. That started me on my journey with my art. I wasn't in church at that time, so my life consisted of painting, gardening, and taking pictures for art projects.
I did take one semester of the wet on wet technique, and a short time later I found a girl in Cocoa Beach who taught me how to mix colors and the primary and secondary colors. I backed away because of the jealousy and negative feedback from other artists.
I found when I painted I was in my own little world; things came naturally to me as I painted. I had no idea that I could worship My God with my art but that's exactly what I was doing. I loved it so very much.
Someone told me that doing acrylics was hard. The Holy Spirit was the sole teacher when it came to me learning acrylics. In my home. I ventured on into a medium I had never done before and I found it wasn't hard at all.
I sit back and marvel at what goes on my canvases. For nine years I had to lay my brush down to care for my husband, who had Dementia, until he died in 2012.
Three years later a friend asked me to paint a log cabin on a large canvas. This was the catalyst that moved me back into my art. The Lord told me," you will never again lay down your brush." And I never have.
The closer I get to My Lord the more my paintings change. I'm trusting Him more and more as each day goes by. My Prayer is that people won't see me but they see Him in my art because He is the author and finisher of my art.
Anyone who has eyes to see will see the anointing that's on these pieces. They actually come alive as I paint. I don't really know how that happens, it just does.
I came out of so much abuse and the more I get rid of the more the creativity flows. There will be people captivated by them, who will get healed just looking at them and that would bless me to know and see that.