Canvas. Wine. Music. Charcoal.

Edgar Degas said….”Art is not what you see but what you make others see”.

As an artist living with Parkinson’s I have found joy, focus and peace in creating.

Painting to me is not about perfection it is about expression.

As I lay my hands upon the rough, gritty charcoal, I feel a surge of creativity washing over me. The darkness of the charcoal contrasts sharply with the white, creamy texture of the moulding paste, creating a mesmerizing dance of light and shadow.

I let my hands move across the canvas, smudging and blending the charcoal into intricate patterns and shapes. I feel a sense of freedom and release as I lose myself in the act of creation, letting my inner thoughts and emotions flow freely onto the canvas.

The moulding paste adds a three-dimensional element to my artwork, creating a dream-like texture that begs to be touched. I find myself lost in a world of swirling shapes and patterns, each one a reflection of my innermost thoughts and desires.

As I work, I feel a sense of catharsis washing over me, releasing pent-up emotions and allowing me to express myself in a way that words never could. The charcoal and moulding paste become extensions of my own being, allowing me to create a world that is uniquely mine.

In the end, I step back and admire my creation, feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment wash over me. My hands may be dirty and stained with charcoal, but my soul feels cleansed and renewed. And in that moment, I know that art has the power to heal and inspire in ways that nothing else can.

All the above painting are Charcoal on canvas. 4ftx4ft.