Twirl, Spin, Dance...Delight in the Moment

Just finished this new painting called "Twirl" and it makes me think of being carefree-of a girl with windblown hair spinning and twirling under the big blue sky.  Not a care in the world.  Getting dizzy with laughter.

I think inside I still have some of that girl in me, but need to express it more often physically, even if it's by myself out under the stars in my own backyard if I don't want anyone to see a 39-year-old twirling like a little girl in love with the world.  I know I shouldn't care, right?  Something holds me back sometimes from really twirling and reveling in the moment.  Why?  Why am I letting myself miss out on spontaneous joy?   I just sat back for a minute while typing this and some tears actually sprung up in my eyes.  Perhaps I've let that carefree girl get pushed further back than I thought, if just typing this prompted some tears. 

Do you ever just let go and revel in the moment, arms wide to the sky and just twirl?  I know I haven't really in a long while and the time has come to really feel alive.

The Wind in my Hair

Lately my painting is leaning toward more abstract in style.  My newest creation is called "The Wind in my Hair," a colorful, girly abstract painting.  I feel so much freer when I'm not trying so hard to make something look real and not blend in with other colors.  That's part of the reason I named it The Wind in my Hair--it feels more like flowing and just feeling, not really "trying" so hard!  Hope you enjoy it!  I think it would look great in a girl's room or in a home where the lady of the house loves sweet pastels.