…so this is who I am….a writer that paints, a painter that writes…. or maybe just a person trying to put all these feelings, wonderful and full of wonder, down in some form – my own personal therapy… and maybe yours.
People often ask me, which piece is most like me… It’s the boots because I have survived… no, wait, the coats, definitely the coats, because all my heart ever wanted… or is it an imperfect life????? I guess they are all me. It’s all there in the cards and magnets and books and paintings… my whole life so far… the glorious days that you want never to end, and the days that seem like they never will… I try to find the beauty in both. I hope I do. I hope by doing it, you can as well.
If I write from my heart, I guess I paint from my soul. The greatest gifts I’m given are when people share their story with me, because I’m sharing mine with them. When you buy a piece of mine, my wish is that cycle continues.
I share with you my story, this amazing dance, and you know what, “I am amazed that you let me fumble along beside you.” Thank you for that.
This is my life.
This is my line.
Come in, you and your heart sit down.
jodi hills
