Transition - 66 x 24 Original Painting
Original painting, 66” x 24” x 1-1/2”, acrylic on canvas, varnished, stretched on bars, ready to hang.
Who isn't going through a life transition? After moving to British Columbia, Canada, the last 20 years have been the most challenging for me. I had to quickly learn and adapt to my new surroundings.
Many things have changed: language, culture, and communication skills. Because my focus was on something so unknown, I lost touch with a part of myself during those transitional years.
During those years, I became bilingual, which helped me better understand our country's various cultures.
We lost two businesses; my husband nearly died when his spleen ruptured, and my children were thrust into a new environment that required them to adapt as much as possible.
For a long time, I felt like an immigrant until I realized that my identity isn't based on my language or culture, but rather on the knowledge that I am loved and accepted by someone greater than myself and the world.
Original painting, 66” x 24” x 1-1/2”, acrylic on canvas, varnished, stretched on bars, ready to hang.
Who isn't going through a life transition? After moving to British Columbia, Canada, the last 20 years have been the most challenging for me. I had to quickly learn and adapt to my new surroundings.
Many things have changed: language, culture, and communication skills. Because my focus was on something so unknown, I lost touch with a part of myself during those transitional years.
During those years, I became bilingual, which helped me better understand our country's various cultures.
We lost two businesses; my husband nearly died when his spleen ruptured, and my children were thrust into a new environment that required them to adapt as much as possible.
For a long time, I felt like an immigrant until I realized that my identity isn't based on my language or culture, but rather on the knowledge that I am loved and accepted by someone greater than myself and the world.
Original painting, 66” x 24” x 1-1/2”, acrylic on canvas, varnished, stretched on bars, ready to hang.
Who isn't going through a life transition? After moving to British Columbia, Canada, the last 20 years have been the most challenging for me. I had to quickly learn and adapt to my new surroundings.
Many things have changed: language, culture, and communication skills. Because my focus was on something so unknown, I lost touch with a part of myself during those transitional years.
During those years, I became bilingual, which helped me better understand our country's various cultures.
We lost two businesses; my husband nearly died when his spleen ruptured, and my children were thrust into a new environment that required them to adapt as much as possible.
For a long time, I felt like an immigrant until I realized that my identity isn't based on my language or culture, but rather on the knowledge that I am loved and accepted by someone greater than myself and the world.
