If there's one thing I know I'm guilty of from time to time, it's waiting for things to be 'perfect' before I take action.

I'll often find myself waiting - for the perfect moment, the perfect circumstances, the perfect back-up plan, the perfect moment to act.

When I really think about it, I fear I'm not making the right decisions, quite a lot of the time. Which is strange, because as kids, we naturally take risks and let perfection fly into the winds, just like my little guy does here. When we grow up, we learn to be perfect to fit in. It's time to break the rules and get back to our true nature.

So this year, I'm shaking things up a bit. I'm stepping into risk like I never have before. I'm trying this new idea on first in my painting, and seeing how it feels from there. Turns out, it feels pretty darn good.

Here is the unfolding of my latest painting, 'Imperfect is the New Perfect', which began with my son's expressive painting above ...

Working with Maxie's imperfect underpainting, enabled me to not worry about making something perfect myself and just go with the feeling of being free and PURPOSEFULLY IMPERFECT.

As I did, my painting looked completely mismatched, but FELT more authentic than every before.

I added, I played, I cut, I glued, I painted, I drew, I rubbed, I breathed.

I let the imperfection take over.

Amazingly enough, somewhere along the way, the imperfection created it's own, beautiful place to dwell. The outcome of this painting is undoubtedly different to anything I've ever created before - and the process was undoubtably, the most liberating I've experienced so far.

Imperfect Became My New Perfect.

Something happened to me as I created this piece; something unlocked within:

I unlocked the need to wait any longer for my life to be perfect, to go out and tackle my deep, deep calling.

As I backed myself in my Art, the feeling flowed into my life. I tried on courage and imperfection, and it fit me like a technicolour glove.

Post note:

As I write to you tonight, I am celebrating the eve of my very last day working part-time to support my Arts practice.

Creating this painting was the impetus I needed to take me over the edge and into my realm of my soaring spirit. I let go of waiting for the perfect time to quit my job and I listened, truly listened, and took the risk of being wrong, to feel so deliciously right.

So, in less than 24 hours, I will no longer be relying on anyone outside myself to bring home the bacon for my family. My life will match who I am inside: A freedom-filled, full-time Expressive Artist & Teacher ... and I feel amazing.

Thank you so much for being here with me at this special time in my Life.

Big Love, Chrissy x