Yay- it has arrived! And so have my designed Christmas cards. Here is an unboxing video-take a look and see if you like them as much as I do! https://youtu.be/dLbMMSZzhuE
Author: Dawn M. Paul
I am a creator and Jesus enthusiast sharing peace and joy through art and story.
My First Calendar
“Strawberry Family” A Speed-painting Video
Hi friends! If you haven't seen it yet, here is the full version of the digital speed painting video "Strawberry Family" that I created for a calendar contest. Sometimes it's fun to watch the process. Alas, the painting was not chosen, but I feel it was a worthy effort and I love it anyway. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M-g9UcIuR1w&t=7s… Continue reading “Strawberry Family” A Speed-painting Video
Adventures in Painting with Dawn Paul, Experimenting with Acrylic Mediums
Here's my latest YouTube video where I experiment with acrylic paint mediums which include: Liquitex Slo-dri Liquitex Glazing Medium Golden Soft Gel Matte Golden Regular Gel Gloss Golden Heavy Gel Matte https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCgg7hMOA5-5A1_3G7CXRqNw Hope this is helpful to you if you're a painter!
A Squirmy Child
"No!" screamed the child. The tired mother looked near her wits end. The child squirmed in her arms and pushed at the stuffed toy. The doctor behind them, waiting to enter the church sanctuary, cleared his throat. Neither the child or the mother noticed him. He raised an eyebrow and squinted one eye at his… Continue reading A Squirmy Child
A Misty Eve
The horse nickered. The knight clutched the reins tighter as he waited. She glanced down from the turret window and wondered, "will he come for me?" Thunder clapped. The horse jerked, fearful of the coming storm as he waited. "Should I run to him? Shall I pack my bags and ride away with him?" Mist rolled in.… Continue reading A Misty Eve
Betrayed
*This is a poem I wrote after delivering my only child to college for the first time, making us empty-nesters.* The sun has absconded with my heart. I am betrayed. Prepping the introvert for a world of adulting created an unintentional bandit, who stole my wind. Watching her confidently walk away, alone, salty rain shrivels… Continue reading Betrayed
Butterfly
How did the butterfly get its name?Did it land on a stick of butter? Or maybe on the butter churn?Did the first one have wings of yellow?Or did it slide down a window easily?Did it flutter around with pollen on its feet? How did the butterfly get its name?Did it steal the milk and butter? Photo… Continue reading Butterfly
Dawn Marie Paul 