This messy thing called love

There are so many tangents I can go off on about this... Isolating just one strand would unravel the beauty. This painting invites you to dive in deeper and travel the course of love as it slips in and out of focus. I suffer to make sense and I do not do it well.  In spite of regrets, self loathing, and feeling isolated, I know my capacity for gratitude as an exercise pulls together and knits the gifts I am blessed with into a beautiful whole. Amen for that.
#45 in 50 ways to Find Joy series  4 x 5 inches, canvas panel. (collection of B.C. Shafner)