Confessions

Thanks to everyone for their lovely welcome back comments :) I'm very grateful to everyone!

I'm busily working on paintings, and i have to say that the lovely weather we have had lately has helped boost my spirits - Spring has a magical way of doing that!
Blogs i suppose are also about confessions, so i'll confess here that i was scared, scared that i wouldn't have the inspiration and energy to get back to my paintings...and it sort of showed in the first attempts i made, the colours were dark, the girls were sorrowful, something you will notice no doubt your self when i add the paintings to my shop. But slowely the joy is coming back into them, the playfullness that i embarassingly let myself forget about, and ofcourse, hope, hope that i'll be able to continue doing what i love most for a long while yet :)

much love,
a little less scared painter,
called Lily (Maya, Stavri....the list goes on, lol)

It's been a long long road

It's been over a year since i last made a blog entry..i sort of disappeared into my own world, waiting for the storm to pass...there's still some thunder, lightning and some howling winds, but i can't let another year pass by waiting...My new years resolution for 2010 was to regain my life, even if it meant being a little shipwrecked...
I've started working since the start of the year on new work and loving it. My hope is that in April/May 2010 i'll have lots of new things to share with you my friends...
Thank you for not forgetting..
Love,
Lily

The girl with her voice in a cage

Varsti came to terms with the fact that she was different from her peers at a very young age.
But the other children (who we know mostly imitate their elders) would constantly tease her, because of her difference...you see, her voice did not come through her mouth, but through the tiny beak of a yellow bird that she carried around wherever she went...


But what the other children didn't know was that she had a secret...something that they would envy... Because through the bird, she could talk not only to humans, but also to nature, trees and animals who would await her passing by so they could listen to the stories she would tell...
...and that is how Varsti found out that trees could weep, as diaphanous petals would fall in her presence...

Friday Fete

I try to keep a few hours, free on Friday just to sketch for the fun of it! Usually this entails downloading an audio book, pressing the "start" button and spreading ALL of my paints around my couch/bed...
I imagine I have the silliest grin on my face while attacking my moleskine....

a sketch of Eva

It's been nearly two months since my previous post.
I have been working on getting better and discovering life again- the simple things that I love.

I'm sure it's a cliche: i love to paint and draw... touch with my pencil every contour and experience every colour.

" Eva" was one of the skecthes I made today.

Thank You!

Thank you so much for your supporting me through one of the most trying times of my life.
Thank you for writing your beautiful comments and helping me through the darkness.
Thank you for being there and being wonderful!!

Lots of love and gratitude,
an (almost) fully functional,
Lily Moon

Black Canvas

Warning: this isn't the sanest or happiest of my blog entries...

I woke up today to discover that both my legs are paralyzed.
Its a dark place to be.
Listening to music and scribbling in my diary is all that keeps me going.

I want to crawl into one of my paper gardens and fly away with the black birds....