for troubled times
Sorry to do this to you, Dear Reader, but again I am compelled to talk about creativity in this political era. I say sorry because I don’t wish to overwhelm or weigh you down. That’s the last thing I want to do.
Art Heart Resource
(who knew a Sally painting could be so simple?)
I harp on about making art in troubled times, because
Some Clouds Paint Their Own Sunshine 1
Sally Swain © original art
contributed to Hope Postcard Art Exchange
Why is that? I enjoy sunshine and blue sky like the rest of ‘em, but why the doomy gloomy assumptions?
Cloudy day = misery.
‘Her face clouded over’ = negative thoughts.
‘Lovely day, isn’t it?’ = sunshine and blue sky.
My question to you :
What’s wrong with a cloud or two, or three or ninety?
What’s wrong
