in the life that is blank, bleak,
deficit of rain of love and care,
she found her asylum in art,
amidst abstracts and acrylic,
in between strokes and sketches,
charcoal and crayons
her haven, the canvas, an oasis.
I believe in Art Therapy. I’m not exceptional in sketching or painting, I still draw Zentangle patterns, Mandalas and make very simple canvas paintings, as they give a sense of relief and comfort.
This post is in response to Sammy’s Weekly Prompt – Oasis.