I have been thinking a lot about where I feel the most me. No layers. No performance of gender. No taking care of other people's needs. Just me being me. Existing.
Certainly I’m me when I’m painting. Everything else fades away and it’s me and the paint and the canvas. It’s an active meditation.
Last weekend I went on a walk. And I found fields and woods. And paths. And I felt so calm and my brain got quiet. I felt so me! It helped that I was alone. It helped that the weather was perfect. It definitely helped that I got a good amount of sleep the previous night. What an amazing experience to have while walking.
I also took some photos - maybe for future paintings? I often paint paths and forests and light in trees. I am seeking that calm that I feel when I am in those sunny forests.
