Today I had an almost irresistible urge to go buy oil paints and make a painting. It seems to be everywhere I look these days.
I find myself in a place longing for stretches of time without anything to do, no one to talk to, and no agenda. That is not to say I would be a loaf during that time. I would be very busy and unavailable. But to others' minds I would probably be loafing.
I miss painting. I miss art. Sometimes I think of all the art I could make during the day if the kids were in school. This post by a fellow blogger at the Well-Trained Mind forums only intensified the feeling. I am constantly reminding myself that the days ordained for me were written in His book before one of them came to be, and I have made the choices I have because I'm answering a call, not because it's the easy path. Even so, I feel this longing sometimes.
Meanwhile, my son is growing in his abilities with art. He brought home this painting today from art class, and I'm really pleased with how he persisted and finished so well. Good job, Matty!