In the studio, all pretence drops. One faces oneself squarely. Amongst colour and creativity, ones true self emerges, slowly but surely.
My studio gives me so much more than I give it… A potted plant here, a painting for it there, but it welcomes me with unflinching joy and security, everytime.
No matter with what mood I visit, it has the power to calm me down, divert and distract, encourage and attract, the best that is in me.
I think a space has a soul of it own. It forms a unique relationship with whosoever enters it.
In that respect, my studio and I are Soul mates… That bring out the best in each other.. 😊