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I Hope To Be Contagiously Wonderful...


Whenever I see a painting like this I try to remember how important it is to have my own style.  While I do have my own specific methods, it is absolutely difficult for me to have an idea in my mind that is 100% original.  This painting is a couple walking in the rain, yet it brightens your mood.  Generally I find inclement weather paintings to be dreary and calming (in a good way).  However, this one finds a way to be an upper and gives me energy from first glance because of the colors and general composition!

I can only hope someone would see something I created and think similar thoughts.  I hope someone will be blown away by something I created – although, I guess the point is to just create for me.  If it makes me smile it is worth it!  Maybe I should shift my desire to please others in all areas f my life, but then I wouldn’t be me.  So… I guess the lesson I am learning as I type this, is that everything comes back to my genetic predisposition to make everyone around me happy.  I just want to effect others.

You know what I mean… there are those people that are contagiously wonderful.  Their tea tastes better, their hugs are what you need, and they are the best listeners you know.  They always have an open door and they love to be available to you at the drop of a hat.  A few names come to mind for those people in my life.  I hope Bill and I are viewed as that couple and I hope I am viewed as that kind of woman.  How did this bright painting bring me here?  It energized me and got my mind going!


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