I paint and draw what I cannot say, the words that won’t form in my mouth, that only my hands know how to express. When I paint I am dreaming in watercolor, in acrylic, in ink, and my dreams know my pain, my sorrow, my joy, my soul. I draw what I feel, what I see, and when I am putting my soul to paper, for that moment, the world is quiet, peace is mine.
Joy Lise 