Stephanie Stanley

Willow’s HeARTwork

Watercolors. Oils. Pencils. Paper. Canvas. That’s all she needed to be happy. When she was around those things her spirit soared, and time ceased to exist. She felt abundant and blessed when immersed in her tiny studio that doubled as a bedroom. The only telltale sign of a bedroom being a twin bed tucked away in the corner. The rest of the space she reserved for canvas and easel. She cherished her sacred space. When not outdoors drifting on the breeze of daydreams, Willow was sure to be found in her studio. One glance, seemed to reveal all that took place in Willow’s tiny studio bedroom. However, look deeper for there is a cosmic tale. What Willow experienced in her sacred space, only a few knew, but many would find out.