Well, we've already seen our first blizzard of the year here in Alberta. I know I'm not the only one who feels a little cheated by autumn getting cut so short. Ah, but maybe the leaves will hold on and we will get one final burst of warmth before winter digs its heels in. (To all my American followers: please go sit in the sun today on my behalf.)
"For me to love You as You love me, I would have to borrow Your own love."
—St. Thérese of Lisieux
What love could a soul offer that would compare to Infinite Love itself? It is impossible.
. . . But like a mother who gives her child some money so that he can pay for the bouquet of flowers he wants to give her, our God gives us his own divine love so that we can love him in a way that we are utterly incapable of otherwise.
I tend to go "all in" when I do a painting, furiously picking away at details until I am 100% happy with it, and thus leaving myself little room for carefree creativity. In fact, what you can find in my shop is the majority of the work I've done in the last two years. Only recently have I once again made a point of filling my sketchbook with drawings that no one but I will see, and leaving my paints out on my table so that I can return at any time to dab a few more strokes onto a board. It never ceases to amaze me how the hours slip away from me when I immerse myself in art for the sake of art.
This month I have been trying some new mediums and techniques and thought I would share some of the more, ah, presentable pieces.
