Woman, Mother, Artist?

Wow, this couldn't have come at a better time for me. I came across this clip this evening and can't wait to see the movie one day.

Who does she think she is? Trailer

I am getting a little break tonight from my usual tasks of motherhood to do whatever I want as I will be flying solo for the next few days and nights. Lately I have been struggling with the idea that I am a mother and my whole life force is being dictated by this whole relatively new entity to me, well 3 years new that is and 4 years a wife. I love it dearly and feel so blessed to have the privilege to raise these beautiful beings but my own identity overall has most everything else I enjoyed before on the back burner. I am sure every parent out there can relate in one way or other. For me, not only am I a photographer but I have artist in my blood. A need to create whether it be sketching, poetry or painting. The last time I picked up my paint brush to create a work of art was to paint a mural on my first born daughters wall at our old house. I became totally obsessed with the swirls and whirls of mixing colours together to make the sum of its parts into a larger picture while Abby napped close by in her crib, only to paint over it a few months later to sell our house. It was a picture from a book called Marsupial Sue by John Lithgow. I have been meaning to email him a photo of it one day to let him and his illustrator know that they had inspired me to do this and given my daughter her first sparks of wonder in the world that she knew at the time.