The Joyful ArTist

A changed canvas

Abstracts are hard, though enjoyable for me.
This one is still growing and changing.
It started out on Kyles birthday being
very dark and full of meaning.
Kyle was my son and was murdered by a man
he didn't even know. It was me that sent him
to the place he was killed. I thought he would be safe
there but I was wrong.
Now as I continue working the canvas the light that has
come out of this dark time is emerging. I know that Kyle is
out of the pain and confusion that was his life (he was diagnosed as paranoid schizophrenic just before he was killed.) I talk to him often now and feel him with me on my artistic journey encouraging me all the way.

Life is good again as I come once more into the light.

posted by The Joyful Artist @ 10:47 a.m.