Oh goodness...now I have to think of something to say...

It's interesting, I've always been an artist, and if you get me started talking about my art you'll probably have to hit me with a bucket of ice water to shut me up. Especially when talking about henna! What is it about the written word that has me sort of stifled? I have so much confidence and excitement when I have a henna cone in my hand. Laying down the lines, filling in the details, it fills me with delight! But with my fingers on a key board, trying to organize my thoughts into sentences, I feel awkward and inadequate.

Maybe this is a good thing for me. Maybe this process will help me to delve deeper into the artistic process. Maybe it will simply drive me crazy. Ah well, it's a short drive, but it's scenic.

 A butterfly eye...

A butterfly eye...