The healing power of art.

Art work is amazing to me.  It speaks to me on many levels.  My mom is a beyond talented artist.  My brothers, too.  Here's some of my mom's work:

Water color painting of the Washington D.C. LDS temple.

Charcoal.

I grew up exposed to art my entire life.  My dad's an artist, my mom is, and most of my brothers are AMAZING artists.  It's so expressive, and moves me in ways like nothing else can.  Well, maybe music.  :)

The hub's and I have long talked about putting art up in our house.  We love it, and totally agree it's time to go that route.  Being poor is definitely a good way to put a hinder on that, but hooray for awesome family and friends who are going to be donating personalized art work.

I 100% believe that art is a powerful healer.  Being the artist and reaping the benefits as an admirer, art is powerful.

Check out some amazing stuff I found on Google:

This one may be risque to some, sorry if it offends you.  This one is so beautiful to me, though.  My husband is my care taker; physically and emotionally.  It's a powerful one to me.

  

I know I've posted this one before, but yeah, I loves it!  :)  Butterflies are M.S. and Fibromyalgia's official symbol.   She's overcome by the "butterflies" in her life, M.S. and Fibro, but they've also made her a more beautiful person because of it.

This one's pretty obvious.  The butterfly is the official symbol for M.S., and orange is the official color for M.S.  She's still beautiful, even through the pain of the butterfly.

I absolutely adore this one.  So much pain, darkness, emotion.  You're just drawn to pieces that move you.  For me, that would be pain, darkness and emotions.  :)  Courtesy of M.S. and Fibro.

Just thought I'd share, yet again, more random thoughts from this decrepit brain.  Art is healing, art is powerful.  Go get your fill.