The Studio

Welcome to my studio.

My little corner of the world.

Where I work through my fears when they ask, “Are you sure?”

Through my tears, I find healing in the paint.

Like the tears of the phoenix,

Acceptance gracefully lands.

Through loud, expressive music, I find my voice.

And the joy it all brings, makes me want to dance.

Practicing the balance between dancing feet and a steady hand.

Oh, these hands, the gratitude for these hands is overwhelming.

So welcome to my studio, where all this happens and more.

Where my hands melt into oil.

My mind transmutes into light and shadow.

And words just turn into a colorly chaos.