melanierogers

My inner child paints with me.
She didn't know she would be looking at all of you one day.
I couldn't do it without her.
She had to wait many years to be allowed a paintbrush.
I was too grown-up, and too afraid.
SHE wasn't......she's much happier now.

I keep my childhood with me.
It's never too late.

Here is where I am artymelanie:

Very recently I began two new accounts. This came up after I wrote a proposal for an art grant not long ago, which was a great exercise. It stretched my horizons to think about how I would like to grow as an artist. I gave my grant proposal the title "Daughter of Eden". I want to expand my portraiture of women to include the creativity of photo manipulation and all directions of multi-media. Then a more specialized focus emerged.

I have a fascination for the eerie and enchanting world of ball joint dolls. It became such a passion I decided to give it a corner of dA all to itself.

= Daughter of Eden. I have hopes to turn this one more toward an artisan, photography and photo manipulation site.

I've set out to create one place that will be for the purpose of self exploration in writing and forms of self portraiture. I took just a few of my art works there, and it will help me
put the effort into visual journaling
and the usual sorting of life
done through written journals...some of the most revealing types of creativity.

That account is "His Heart to Mine" =