Rockin' the ROCKs!!!!

I have a thing for rocks.

Not shiny, sparkly rocks.

Not rocks that you wear on your fingers.

Just . . .rocks.

The plain, grey rocks you find near a river or by the ocean.

Rocks that fit in your hand.

Rocks that are smooth and rounded from years of rolling around in the water.

I love the way they look.

I love the weight of them.

I love the way they feel in your hand.

I love to stack them and lie them around on tables and fill jars with them.

As a young girl, I remember spending hours every day while I was on our beach vacations "rock hunting".

In fact I would spend so many hours, that I would see miles and miles of rocks when i closed my eyes to go to sleep.

On our recent trip to the beach I found myself walking at the water's edge looking for my idea of the perfect rock.

And I found some wonderful ones.

Flat surfaces, the perfect size and SMOOTH.

I later sat at my table, paint brushes in hand and I felt compelled to paint.

But rather than reaching for the canvases, I found the rocks in my hand.

Oh - just one, I thought.

A few timeless hours later . . .

Words on one side, painted images on the other.

These are the perfect size to attach to a painting . . .stay tuned for a preview of those.

Or to add a magnet and adorn the refrigerator.

There truly was something magical about painting these.

It reminded me of being a child and we would create murals with our beach treasures and paint the rocks we found.

I felt a strong connection to the earth while I held them and painted them.

I'm sure there will be many more of these in my future.