In addition to the art that I got from a vendor, he and I went to an art class (pictures here somewhere) and it was absolutely wonderful. If you go to Chiang Mai (which I highly recommend), you HAVE to go to this class.Peruse the blog for the info. So yeah, I learned that he is somewhat of an artist, though he doesnt really think so. Me, not so much. I did an abstract painting and one that looks very juvenile but thats beside the point,lol. I thought about where to put it. Initially I was going to put it somewhere were I could see it but maybe not everyone who came into our home. Im no artist so it wont amaze anyone by any means, unless they are a child.
But today as I started to put up our work, I decided that both would be out and in plain sight for any and everyone to see. Especially myself. When I look at them, I am reminded of the peace I felt as I painted with my fingers, and tried not to think too hard and just create. I think about the breeze, the joy I felt at the idea of where I was. They remind me of how far Ive come in life. How dreams come true. About how I used to say that I wanted to travel the world and how I wanted to be a philanthropist because when I found out what the word meant I thought it was the coolest thing in the world to be. I didnt think about how/when/or if these things would happen but they were my dreams and they are coming true.
These pieces of art affirm my belief that all things are possible. And though I am not as far as I thought Id be at this age, Im actually further because a husband, a house, two kids, a dog, and a picket fence dont make you in this life. There is so much more. And I intend to see more, do more, BE more.