Turquoisebrush

  Emotional Ripples I woke to warmth that wasn’t real, a lingering touch, a whispered laugh, echoes of a love long gone, wrapped in the softness of sleep. For a moment, it felt like home— arms around me, breath so near, cozy murmurs in the quiet dark, memories dressed in dreams. But morning came, sharp and cold, revealing the cruelest trick, a love my heart once knew so well but now exists in the shadows. Why now, when I have stitched the broken seams with time? Why now, when I have learned to walk without looking back? The past may ripple through my mind but I will not drown in its tide. I will turn these waves to color, let them spill across the page and watch them fade into the distance.

It’s been a while since I’ve shared here on the blog, and as I sit down to write today, I’m reminded of how much my creative journey has evolved. Life, as always, has its twists and turns, and for a while, I’ve been letting myself breathe, reflect, and let go of the pressure to create on demand. But the truth is, creativity never really leaves us—it simply takes different shapes along the way. Over the past few months, I’ve shifted my focus away from the rush of producing new paintings for sale. Instead, I’ve returned to the heart of why I create: to explore, to express, and to find joy in the process itself. I’ve found myself diving deep into watercolor, mixed media, and art journaling—letting these practices guide me toward new discoveries, and, surprisingly, new kinds of peace. You might remember that painting was a huge part of my healing journey. There’s something incredibly powerful about translating emotions into color and form on a canvas. But lately, I’ve been less concerne...