Blog - Melissa Dinwiddie | Create the Impossible™ | Innovation Keynote Speaker & Consultant

April 13, 2015

Marsh Sunrise

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If I hop in my car and head due North, in a matter of a few minutes I’ll end up right at the edge of San Francisco Bay. I love walking out on the levees, which are teeming with wildlife: pelicans, geese, kites, ducks, sandpipers and other birds; hares; I’ve even seen some pretty impressive (non-venomous!) snakes out there. And of course lots of plant life, too — pickleweed, and grasses of all kinds.

Walking on the edge of the bay is where I’ve processed life changes, healed from broken hearts, and started to see my beloved Miracle Man for the keeper he is. It’s a place that’s very dear to me. This painting captures the evanescent quality of sunsets by the water.

April 10, 2015

Tendrils

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The drips and jagged lines on this piece feel like growing tendrils, peeking up through soil the way new aspects of our identity peek out — so fragile, and yet strong enough to crack rocks over time.

(The stick was so wet with ink when I went to draw the first tendril that it dripped! So I added more drips. When something happens that I didn’t originally intend, my philosophy is to find a way to feature it. 🙂 )

April 9, 2015

Zen

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When I sit in silence on my meditation cushion, I endeavor to focus my mind on my breath. Thoughts inevitably come in, but that’s not a problem — this is the practice: noticing the thoughts, then simply letting them go and returning my focus to my breath, gently, and with self-compassion.

(Since I notice my mind wandering approximately a thousand times during each ten-minute sit, meditation is, therefore, one of the most effective ways to practice self-compassion! I call it a self-contained self-compassion machine. 🙂 )

April 8, 2015

Let’s Party

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One of the things I love about working improvisationally and abstractly is that I discover stories in my paintings that I had no idea were there when I started out.

If I were invited to a party like this one, I’d definitely want to go!

April 7, 2015

Rose Garden

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I don’t have a real garden. Living in a townhouse with a postage-stamp backyard, which gets very little direct sun, space is limited. And face it, gardening just hasn’t climbed up to the top of my priority list.

I do love other people’s beautiful gardens, though.

Years ago, I thought writing was for other people, not for me. So perhaps gardening will become a creative passion later in life.

Or not. You never know. In the meantime, I’ll stop and smell (other people’s) roses whenever I get the chance.

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