The events of the past years have made me cranky, grateful, humble, and so very sarcastic. I have been in the shadows, I have been quiet, I have been broken, and I have been loved. Now its time to dust off that thing called "art" and take her out for a spin. I am not sure how this is going to go, except I'm pretty sure I'm starting off with zentangles. I will also be shamelessly displaying the artwork of my 11 year old daughter who draws hands better than I do and I have been failing at it a lot longer!
Watch this space.