Idk about you but when I finish a painting, for some reason I lose motivation to share it pretty quickly. Maybe it’s a mental block around rejection sensitivity, maybe it’s just because it’s not as exciting when it’s finished because then it’s on to the next one, maybe it’s something else.. whatever the case may be, I do believe it’s important to share those finished works and embrace the pride that comes with it! I took a lot of time completing these portraits of my good boys because they are really special to me and I was putting a lot of pressure on getting the details accurate. Now that they are finished I am very proud of them and I even hung them at a gallery showing right after I called it complete (the showing actually pushed me to finally complete them an stop putting it off) So heres my two best buddies portraits and I can proudly say how happy I am to have put aside my hesitation, doubt and fear to completed them. 😇 I would love to see some pieces that you are most proud of or that you may have had trouble completing but pushed through and finished anyways! Tell us the story behind it, what challenge you and how you overcame it. Let’s see your artwork friends!!

Thank you 💚 I am new here. I've been a self taught artist since 7. It's one of my first loves in life. I'm a wise and mature soul who carries the wisdom of many past timelines through all dimensions. I am the healed and the healer. A miracle of sorts, to be faced with so many challenges & tragedies at such an early age, yet to embody the strength to overcome each one of those old versions of myself. I move with an abundance of love, compassion and grace. I've transmuted traumas that I now see as lessons and victories. In all the while my love for Art has loved and supported me back. It has saved me from myself one too many times. It has given me a voice and a way of expression like nothing else in this world. I always come back to it when life gets turbulent. It centers me. Heals me. Makes me laugh and cry. Inspires and moves me. For me it's the best! I am looking forward to sharing it with you all.

Hellllloooo everyone👋🏼I am currently working on an acrylic portraiture of my late Nana who is with me everyday in the heavenly realms. I feel her strongly protecting and guiding my journey. This comes from an old family photo of her on her wedding day. She loved roses and had a huge rose garden she attended to almost everyday. It was her 'inner peace" garden. She holds a special place in my heart ❤️ and she has impacted a huge part of who I am today.

Hi everyone! I’m new here and happy to join the group. I’m friendly, I love art and creative work, and I enjoy meeting new people. Looking forward to connecting and growing together—hope you’ll welcome me with open arms 😊

Here’s one of my most recent “art vomits” 🤮 I was putting a ton of pressure on myself to make my dogs portraits perfect because they’re my sweet good boys and last year I focused a lot on doing memorial pet portraits for people that had lost their best friends recently. My furry friends are still with us and I think I was putting even more pressure on myself because I want to hang them up on my walls while they’re still with us for my family to enjoy and appreciate more while we still have them around. This immense pressure I was putting on those portraits to make them perfect had me locked up and they sat in my studio half finished and glaring at me with judgement 🫠 I’ve been dealing with quite a bit of stress from balancing work, family life, and trying to find time for myself as well. Winters also tend to be hard for me and the anxiety was building as I passed these half finished portraits each day, wanting so desperately to complete them but feeling bound by other responsibilities. So I decided to art vomit, get that stuff unstuck from my body and let it out on the canvas. No expectations. No regrets. Just release and appreciation for allowing myself to make some “ugly” art. I began with the most intense feeling of darkness, a black background then the anger and frustration, red thrown at the canvas and some quick chaotic brush strokes. Then some guilt release with some orange, blue and purples to represent the racing thoughts and scattered mind. Again, no expectations, just release of these emotions though my hand so that I could look at it and say “that’s where I left that, it no longer lives inside of me, it lives there on the canvas and I can move past it now” I felt better. It opened up a channel to create again and shortly after I got back into the final details of my portraits. I hung this piece in my art show this month, put my whole vulnerable self out into the world, wrote a short description of why I created the piece and entitled it “anxiety/fight or flight”