Let it Be

Ever since I was a little girl I was doomed to be a character.

Well, I wouldn't say "doomed". But I would say tied to a destiny that was ever-changing.

I never would do anything for more than five seconds and then move on, claiming it was boring. I have not changed my ideals since.

So, my friends, I apologize for not posting on this blog very often. But, my life is crazy, henceforth I am crazy. I posses many quirks, many attitudes, many opinions, and now this was born.

I have entitled this piece "Soft Whispers".

It was done on really cruddy drawing paper (see the buckling around the face), micron outlining pens and Grumbacher watercolor.

I feel I have improved so much in these past few years. But as I know, an artist is constantly improving, and art is never good or bad. But based on the things I can do, my knowledge of techniques, the things I'm no longer afraid of- I have vastly improved.

But I named this piece for a reason. Maybe I'm just making this up on the spot or maybe it's been deep in the crevices of my mind for a while, but here's what I've concluded.

For so long I've felt this swelling in my heart, this lightness in my bones, and it all seems to say:

Let it be. 


This is what I need to learn to be dependent on. To not be dependent on anything. To listen to those soft whispers in my head that tell me it'll be alright and for a second believe them. To let my guard down and let the wind carry me away.

Let it be. 


Let it be.