Way back when I was about 12 years old, I remember waking up from a “bad dream”… You know, most of us have done this as kids, (remember?)…. it was either a gruesome animal, or the boogieman that would terrify me in my slumber.
My heart was going boomdiddeeboom, and I peered out from under the covers… wide eyed and fearful, and looked through my bedroom window at the almost full moon.
Suddenly an owl landed on the window sill.. and I was absolutely positive this magnificent creature eyeballed me.
Big, yellow eyes…. and it blinked.
From them on, I felt that this owl was looking after me. Watching over me and protecting me. And, whenever I had a bad dream, I felt the presence of this magnificent creature.
I felt safe. And loved.
This is what I feel when I paint an owl. Whether it be the cute owl, staring wide-eyed at the viewer, or the magnificent owl in flight, I have painted it with the intention of protection and abundance.
I hope you guys feel it too!