Paying it forward

You all know by now the story of how I got started painting.

I met a guy, we became friends, he got sick of my “one day I might” procrastination and replied with “shut up and scribble”

Well he said more than that, but it was the proverbial kick up the bum I needed at that time and so I picked up that pencil and scribbled, and painted and here I am today, actually getting paid (sometimes) to produce something people love (hopefully).

And you know that one of the messages of this blog that I try to convey is that anything is possible if you give it a go.

You just have to stop talking about one day and just try.

I started with a ratty pencil and paper scrounged from the kids.  All the fancy brushes and paint came after.

Now let me take you back nearly 30 years.  Before the internet, before Facebook.

My first marriage had collapsed, my world was in turmoil and my best friend at the time took me away from the sad and angry and we spent New year with her family in a coastal country town.

We partied, and I found my laugh and realized that life would go on.

And it did.

But she moved north, life happened and despite best intentions, we lost touch for the longest time.  And it made me sad.

There was always the intention to ring, or write, but it wasn’t until Facebook, that we finally reconnected.

Her life is so busy.  5 beautiful children, all boys, keep her on the run and being so far away (the opposite end of the country), we really don’t get to talk like we once did.

But she is in my heart and my thoughts and last week I sent her a gift of flowers.
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These  flowers.

Not the first painting I have given away, but the first I have given to her.

And the text I received when it arrived left me smiling ear to ear.

She loved it, as I hoped she would.  But the icing on the cake was the interest her youngest son had for the painting.

He loved the colours and next thing he had picked up his pens and was busily creating his own work of art. Not flowers, too girly, but a “wild west cactus” in a pot, in front of a red couch. 

There was a skull and cross bones in the corner as well.

Texts flew back and forth about the type of cactus it was, there was googling.

And I felt that I had been given the perfect “payment” for my gift. My little painting had inspired someone else to create.

And while dollars are wonderful (and essential to feed my passion), and there is always a thrill in selling a painting. That little picture of a cactus is probably the best gift ever.

Maybe, just maybe I might have inspired a new artist.



63 days to go.


After all these months, hubby is finally showing a proper interest, to the point of printing out a map and plotting our trip.

We have agreed that a helicopter ride over the Grand Canyon is a “must do” and will decide a little closer whether we will prebook or just keep our fingers crossed it will happen on the day.

Not cheap, especially with the Aussie dollar being fairly pathetic at the moment but totally worth it.

Still swinging from excited to terrified.  3 am is the worst time for my brain to torment me with the “what if’s”

But it is going to be AMAZING.  THE BEST ADVENTURE EVER.




Last bit.


New work in progress.  Working title “Kookie”


Until next time.


8 thoughts on “Paying it forward

  1. Lovely story, and no I didn’t know how you got started painting. Sounds a bit like all those people who will write a novel “one day”. The big difference is I meet lots of people who insist that they can’t draw or paint, but everyone seems to think they can write a novel “if only they had time.”

    Little do they know … Mwahahahaha

    1. Never fear, I have no desire to ever write a novel. Some days I struggle to even string two words together so not something on the bucket list.
      It was suggested once that I might illustrate a book and that might be a possibility if I ever get enough consistency in my art (could be a fun challenge “one day”

  2. You filled my heart with joy hearing that story about your friend and her 5 boys (wow and god bless). Because, thankfully, I am one of the rowdy few who are fortunate enough to own a Mynx original and whenever I see your painting I do take a moment to sigh and appreciate the beauty that you introduced into our life. You are gifted and I am endlessly appreciative that I am a recipient of your works. Please, please oh please carry on.

    1. I wont be stopping anytime soon. Unfortunately my art seems to have got larger and more involved and those lovely little paintings I used to knock out in a weekend just dont happen as often. I am so happy you still love the art you have 🙂

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