After several months and millions of dots my picture is finally completed. I wanted to give up and start over. But, I stuck with it. I took on something that was difficult, but I completed it with the best of my ability. That is what I do in life. It reminds me a lot of my marriage.
I love Picasso’s artwork. I can stare at a Picasso painting and be mesmerized by the strokes and details that he used. This is my second artwork that I have done from Picasso’s blue period. Picasso’s blue period was “melancholy and despair”. Unfortunately, it did not make him into a prominent artist. He sold very few pieces. The elite did not want to buy paintings of prostitutes, the blind, and the less fortunate. Now it’s one of Picasso’s most popular collections.
Ironically, I have felt a lot of melancholy and despair in my marriage. Years after years I have felt the pain of hopelessness. Lately I have been changing my hopelessness into happiness. That is for a different post. However, I am doing things for myself that bring me enjoyment. Whether it is art or going shopping for myself. I am a work in progress that will be complete in life. Just like a piece of artwork.
Ann
TRYING TO RESURRECT HOPE FROM A BROKEN MARRIAGE 