New Season

The desire to experiment brought me to the table to paint.

The result left me unattached--indifferent. I returned to look back at it many times trying to see if I missed something. Was there something hidden just beyond my mind’s grasp?

Still days later--I saw nothing that sparked interest.

Then came an accident. After some ink was spilled, I decided to take the plunge using my piece to help clean-up the mess. I pressed the paper on the puddle of ink again and again. Then lifting some off here and there with a paper towel. A new layer emerged - potential.

And then it waited.

Like a reflection of my own personality, the time came to highlight what was hidden. All of the other layers are still there, taking part in bringing me to where I am--ready to reveal the new season growing within me.