Well you all have probably noticed I haven't posted much lately. I know, no big surprise there! haha! I have been taking a little break. I not only needed it physically, but mentally. Back in the early fall I began having some issues with my elbow. Basically it was "tennis elbow," but we jokingly referred to it as "painter's elbow." Well, I thought it was something simple, would go away in a couple of weeks and I'd be back on track. WRONG! Groovy people I am still dealing with it!! My doctor has tried all kinds of things, even sent me to a neurologist who said my nerves were fine, but I'm pretty sure my family would disagree - haha! but the nerves in my arm are fine, which is a good thing, except that means this is something that I basically have to live with. It is apparently a very severe case that may take several more months before it heals. My doctor says that once it heals in all likelihood something will set it off again. Why am I telling you all this? Well because this means no more furniture. At least for a while. He really thinks all the furniture and painting the inside of my house is what caused it and the chances are likely that it will happen again.
So all this time I have been thinking and praying, asking God for his guidance. I really feel that it is His way of telling me to concentrate on art. For whatever reason when I paint on canvas it does not bother me, I guess the movements are not as intense or strenuous. This is actually good because art really is where my passion is! I never intended to paint furniture, I mean I have painted furniture for 20 some-odd years, but only for myself or occasionally for a friend. I'm really not even sure how I got started on the furniture, but before I knew it I had people lined up and it just kinda took a life of its own.
Don't be sad groovy people. This means I will have more time to do things like this:
I'm a little nervous. The furniture was kinda like instant money. Sometimes it takes a while to sell a piece of art. When it is time to make the car payment the bank can't wait for that $800 painting to sell (not that I have an $800 painting to sell, but I hope to!), they want their moola right then.
But I'm just gonna trust the Big Guy upstairs.
Once again I'm taking a giant leap of faith and I'm putting it all in God's hands. Isn't that what we're supposed to do anyway? I hope you guys will continue to follow along on this new path the Lord has sent me on, and if you're the praying sort, well, I wouldn't mind a little sent my way.
"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope a future."