On love and beauty, peeling paint and my recent fame

Love Potion 2

Hello! I’m famous! This newly acquired fame should get me some invites to all my friend’s summer barbeques! Well…I’m famous on one website, anyway. It’s a site for photographers and we get little trophy icons on our profiles whenever we achieve a certain level of popularity. Drop my name anywhere else and people will give you strange looks and ask, “who’s that?”

This bottle of love potion is a remake of an older piece I did for Valentine’s day. That was done in red. I think I like the blue better. It’s like I took some of this love potion and poured it all over that photography site. (http://www.redbubble.com/people/mzzart/works/15686187-love-potion-2?ref=recent-owner)

To add a little contrast to this post, I’ll tell you that I’ve always found beauty in peeling paint. In fact, you can find this photo of peeling paint on my Redbubble account, available on skirts, notebooks, etc. Like..every woman wants this on a skirt, right?


This beholder finds beauty in everything, even peeling paint

This beholder finds beauty in everything, even peeling paint

True Confession:

I found peeling paint to be really irresistible when I was a girl. I loved peeling paint from anything I could find. I would paint my fingernails just so I could peel it off before the polish set in.

Well, now that you’ve read the words of a famous artist, you should go visit one of my online stores.

Sweet words


In this post, I’ll get a little personal. This week, I’ve been working on some artsy words with some sweet titles. The words were Live, Love, and Laugh. I gave them titles that sounded like sweet treats. Live was done in ‘Orange and Raspberry sherbet dreams’. Nice name, huh? How about ‘Love in raspberry and chocolate’? Today, I finished up with ‘Good and Plenty of laughs’. Good-n-Plenty was one of my favorite candies when I was a girl.

Now the personal part: I’m passionate about helping people to reclaim their lives from depression. No, I’m not a therapist. I’m a wife, mom, sister daughter, friend, neighbor, and artist who once suffered with the seemingly hopeless condition. I’ve reclaimed my thought life and completely recovered from clinical depression. Not that I don’t battle low moods once in a while. I’ve learned how to turn those moods around before they completely take over my life. I’ve learned to recognize the negative or irrational thought, refuse to think them, and replace them with positive and truthful thoughts.

I’ve been through a lot and it’s affected me deeply. For twenty years, I was paralyzed by depression. That was half my age when I was forty, all of my adult life up to that point. . Though I didn’t ask for the things that happened to me, I decided to do what I could to make my life better, despite it all. I learned to use positive affirmations to heal my mind. I said positive things to myself, about myself. I did good things for myself and others, I got away from things that were weighing me down; I chose to live.

I continue to do these things. I’m ridding my life of the things that aren’t in my best interest,  distancing myself from negative and hateful people. I’m learning to love myself and others, and I choose to laugh every day. I look at the funny side of things and try to make other people laugh, too.

Becoming a new person hasn’t been easy. I know I’ve got a long way to go. It would take a few books to explain all that to you. I just might write those. Healing is a process. The process, itself, is perfect. Knowing that frees me up so I don’t feel pressured to be perfect. For now, I’ve focused most of my creativity in the direction of my artwork.

I’m still trying to make some sales doing matted words with my doodles in them. Here’s the link to the blog post about that: https://melzzartt.wordpress.com/2013/04/11/whats-in-a-name/

You can find more of my work on my Facebook art page. Thanks for visiting!