Tolkien was a great artist as well as an incredible storyteller. We have a beautiful hardback book entitled simply ‘Pictures by J.R.R. Tolkien’ my f
avourite of which is his painting of Lothlorien.
Whilst heavily pregnant with my eldest daughter, I painted this on her nursery wall!
Six years later and my love of painting (and trees!) was rekindled upon moving to Devon. This was a challenging time and I could so easily have curled up into a little ball. I had the school run to do and a beautiful little 18 month old to love and nurture but I was also aware that if I didn’t find something for me – something to occupy my over analytical mind, I could easily build a protective wall around myself that would slowly close in and make my world smaller.
I can’t remember which came first; the idea to paint trees with messages hidden in the branches or the words ‘Spread your wings and fly’. It was certainly one of those rare occasions where I had this ‘seed’ and actually planted it rather than leaving it to sit in the packet for months only to eventually forget it’s existence!
A new life. A new start. Time to try something new. Time to spread my wings.
I found a pretty notebook, made a sketch, bought a cheap canvas and a set of acrylic paints, dug out the old easel my great uncle made me many moons ago and off I went!
Looking back from where I stand now, I do believe that little seed was not of my own making. I feel truly blessed and am constantly thankful and often in awe of what it has brought to my life.