For some reason, I forgot to take photos of the paintings I did for the Witchfest last weekend. Suffice to say there were three of them, one in watercolour, two in pastel.

Why do I do them? Well, it's partly because I remember what it's like to go to an event and have to scrape together an entrance fee, leaving me with nothing to spend. And because I remember that, I want to give something back to the people who are kind enough to come and hear me rabbiting on about 'life, the universe, and everything....' ;)

Also, I love painting, always have. But lately with my eyesight going down the drain, it's been quite a challenge. I thought at one point that it would be impossible. But no. The weirdest thing seems to have happened.

I paint now using what I know, what I sense rather than what I can see. I 'know' in my mind what the colour should be, even though I can't really see it any more. Painting now is not just about what the eye can see, but also about what the mind knows and what the spirit senses. Mad, I know, but true.

In a way it's as though my spiritual path has taken a dramatic shift, away from what I know and can test and verify for myself towards what I can sense. And the funny thing is that my paintings seem to have improved.

I'm told they're brighter, more vibrant, even though I can't really judge colour properly like I used to. All right, I can't put in the detail I once did, but I can get an atmosphere in a whole new way.

Which really all goes to show how life takes with one hand and gives with the other.

I still wish I'd photographed the paintings, though!