I’m really not very good at this whole blogging thing, am I? Life happens, and sometimes you get insanely immersed in it, and even sidetracked. No need for apologies. I’m raising two kids and a small zoo, I’m allowed, right?
Since my last post, several things have happened.
1) I got flowers for Valentine’s Day. For the first time ever. Yes, at 38. And from the most amazing man I’ve ever known. He made our first Valentine’s my absolute favorite so far. Umm, despite the taunting and teasing that went on for 2 weeks prior!
B) I updated my bedroom slightly. I painted the walls navy months prior, and have used the gold and white bedding since painting. I wanted some red accents since the color red is pretty sentimental to me (my grandmother Mac loved it). I went with subtle red, via the new accent pillow. I also added the teal nightstand, which replaced a natural wood nightstand. I have no idea what I’m doing when it comes to home decor/interior design, but I’m pretty happy with the changes. They only cost me around $60 for both.
3) In March, I finally took down my Christmas tree. Yes, I waited that long. I’m a professional procrastinator, what can I say? In doing so, I rearranged and updated things in the living room too. It looks so much better than before. I created/designed the TV stand myself. It’s made with reclaimed wood, and I couldn’t be happier with it.
It’s April 14th, and I’m hoping I’ll do better keeping up with this blog. I make no promises, however. Like I said, life happens. You get busy and sidetracked.
How’s that for an update?
Unexpected. An accidental blessing. You happened. And sometimes home has a heartbeat, and you’re home to me.
Our journey is just beginning. It won’t be easy, but the best things aren’t. In the end, what doesn’t come easy is worth it.
When I say that art flows through my veins, it’s because of this man right here. Who is he you ask? He is my dad, Marcus. He introduced me to art at a very young age. He not only helped mold my own talent/skill in drawing and painting, but he also paved the way for my photography by gifting me my first 35mm at 16. He’ll never know just how much I admire him and how much he’s inspired me. He was diagnosed with Parkinson’s about 9 years ago, and despite that, he’s continued painting. When you have a passion so strong, not much will keep you from enjoying it. He is my biggest inspiration in so many ways, and I can only hope that I continue improving my own talent and skill. If I’m only a fraction of the artist he is, I’ll be happy.
A true artist is not one who is inspired, but one who inspires others.—Salvador Dalí
He inspired so many. He is a true artist.
Below are two of my favorite pieces painted by my dad. Both acrylic on canvas.
Something new. It’s been a while since I’ve attempted this blogging thing. I’m not going to promise that I’ll be very good at it, or even keeping up with it. But I figured I’d give it a try again anyway.
Allow me to tell you a little about myself.
- I’m Teresa.
- I’m from SE Georgia, 75 miles from the coast. That being said, my heart now resides in California.
- I’m a weather and nature nerd.
- I have two rescue babies; an Aussie mix (Harper) and a calico mix (Hope).
- I’m goofy and I’m clumsy, and I wear my heart on my sleeve.
- Perfection is a cool, rainy day curled up with my heart watching a movie.
- I fancy myself an artist of sorts. I love to paint, draw and capture the world around me through photography.
I guess this is a good start. Now you have a general idea of what you can expect from this blog. Then again, I’m ever changing and evolving, so I could change it up at anytime.
Thanks for reading.