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Greys And Blues Are Beautiful

I’ll write today
not fight today.
I’ll paint, compose, I’ll create today.

I’ll take the gloom and spin it into thread.
Gorgeous hues of greys and blues.
Take my mental loom and weave it
through and through
into something fresh and new.
Something colourful.
Something comfortable
that makes you just feel wonderful
cause greys and blues are beautiful
in another context.

So, what shall we make next?
What sadness shall we take?
What despair shall we remake?
Tears rolling down the cheeks turn to paint as we
dab, dab, dab away at our next work of art.
The numb void of grief becomes full of story
sharing tales of a loved one left
and keeping their memory in the room.
Anger fuels a sound that carries it far away
on the wings of cathartic release.
Then peace, for a while at least.

This poem was just pent up gloom
that started bouncing around the room
then boom
it’s channelled into something new.

And if that’s not magic
I don’t know what is then.
It’s inside each and every one of us
All we have to do is listen.

2025

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Finding time and new work

This week’s been tough. There have been plenty of distractions from painting. My son is teething and has just entered the 4 month sleep regression. Our washing machine and oven both died within days. Life pressed against my patience, and cut off all and any opportunity to be creative.

But then something else happened. I saw my pin officially on the Global map of ARIM artists and that made me feel magic. And, I joined a group called Milan Art and signed up for an online course to improve my acrylic techniques and just like that, I was reinvigorated and have just managed to paint a picture whilst my boy had a nap.

‘Daydreaming while my son sleeps (instead of doing the washing up)’, was a lovely experiment in colour. I’m really enjoying painting with a limited palette and meditating on blue, pink and yellow with accents of black, white and gold. I actually started off with the background as an abstract piece, before deciding that it needed something else, and just like that, a daydreaming mother appeared amongst the colour.