Art That Reflects My Heart

At the time of my decision later in life, I was not a neophyte nor did I experience an inhibition in using my paints and brushes. I had loved to draw since I was a child- mostly enthralled to express dolorous scenes like that of the Virgin Mary with baby Jesus, reflecting in her eyes God's Providence of the sadness of what was to come. When I decided to study at a local art gallery under the guidance of a well-known artist, with his direction, the smolder of my artistic talents came to life like a raging fire. At first, I did flounder with techniques, and with getting to know other gallery artists- some noted for their pompous bombast- others by their bizarre or lecherous art; but, most were humble and gentle, like me. I polished my unique style of oil painting, mostly seizing the beauty and peace of nature- winter scenes, a dark, lonely tree in the fog- and too- the joy, sadness, or pensiveness of the human expression through portraits- art- and obsession- that reflects my heart. May 29, 2019 ~2nd Place~ Contest: Eight Word Free Verse Sponsor: John Hamilton Judged: 06/21/2019 Words required to use: neophyte, inhibition, dolorous, Providence, smolder, flounder, bombast, lecherous