Life in Watercolor…the Beginning



I have been wanting to create a blog for the past year.  I probably have a million pins to my Pinterest board about it.  Today, I stopped thinking about it and DID it!  Now, it’s time to get going.  So first of all, a little about me.  I am a 48-year-old mother of 4 great kids and 3 grandchildren that I absolutely adore (I’m sure there will be a future blog dedicated to those perfect little cherubs).  I have an amazing man in my life and love that he whole-heartedly supports me in all my endeavors. I am originally from California; however I have pretty much lived in Oregon (other than a couple of short bouts in Arizona and Nevada) from my ‘tween years into adulthood.  My parents moved to Oregon, as they loved the scenery here, and I have to say, it is beautiful!  I love living in the Pacific Northwest, and it was a great place to raise my amazing children.  I have been in healthcare for nearly 30 years.  I love healthcare and it is a wonderful field that has been good to me; however my heart has been somewhere else for several years now…watercolor.  I have been a water-colorist for nearly ten years.  I wanted to be a water-colorist for many more years; however I had always heard how difficult this medium is and many recommended other, easier mediums, such as acrylics or oils.  I did try acrylics for awhile, but deep down, I longed to try the ever-elusive watercolors.

My first attempt at watercolors came after I had arranged for rotating art at a health care clinic that I managed at the time. The idea was to have various artists bring in multiple pieces of their artwork in and hang in our clinic for patients and visitors to enjoy, rotating artists and artwork each month.  The first artist that came in, was an older woman, in her 70s.  She was paralyzed on her right side and her husband came with her to get set up and hang her pictures throughout the clinic.  I was fascinated with her work.  She had a lot of florals (I even purchased a painting from her) and they were simply amazing.  As her husband was getting the pieces set up, she and I discussed her pieces and time frame in which they were painted.  As I gushed over her artwork, I also shared that I had longed to paint in watercolor and the reason I had avoided it.  She then shared with me that she used to be right-handed; however after she suffered a stroke, leaving her paralyzed on the right side, including her arm, she had to teach herself how to paint with her left hand.  I was in complete shock, as the majority of her work had been done since her stroke.  She then told me I shouldn’t put it off any longer and she would be glad to teach me the basics of watercolors.  She was my first instructor, and she gave me my first watercolor board.  It was empowering, and I loved it from the first brush-stroke.  I couldn’t believe that I had put it off for so many years and had no idea the amount of joy that it would bring me over the years.  I have had several mentors since then, but she will always have a special place in my heart as she was such an inspiration for me to begin my amazing journey in watercolors.  Nearly 10 years later, my passion for watercolor painting has grown beyond what I could have ever imagined.  I now have a website where I sell my art.  I also sell on Etsy, Facebook, and Instagram.  I love any and all watercolor sessions; however I especially love to create pieces that have meaning to others.  I have found my style and enjoy watching pieces come to life as they are created.

This blog is to simply share my art and what it means to me and others.  Share life experiences, the good, the bad and the ugly.  My family and faith come first in my life.  I hope to share this piece of my life as well.  I welcome anyone to visit my blog and share with others.

Create a blog…check!