Zanelle Wessels Dancing Brush

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Dancing pigments give the flowers an almost untamed beauty,
as though they are blooming freely in their own rhythm.

This painting speaks to joy returning softly after a difficult season.

"See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?"
- Isaiah 43:19

This is me in a wrap -
someone who spent much of life being strong and dependable,
yet is now learning to let softness, beauty, and emotion take up space too.

A woman shaped by love, creativity, resilience, and grace, slowly returning to herself through art, healing, and the courage to feel deeply.

I am blessed to be in this season of my life, on this journey where
I can paint what my soul whispers...

Zanelle Scholtz

Dancing Brush

Happy Mother’s Day to all the beautiful mothers around the world. 🩷

Like notes carried gently through the wind 🎶🎶🎶
so are a mother’s prayers —
soft, unseen, yet reaching
hearts in ways words never could.

Today we honor the beauty, resilience, gentleness, and faith that mothers carry so selflessly each day.

May your heart be filled with peace, your soul with joy, and your life with the same love you so freely pour into others.

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"Soft Becoming"

Ethereal and weightless, the painting feels like it’s dancing in air.

Edges dissolving, colour drifting like breath. Nothing is fixed; everything moves softly, like a slow turn of a dancer.

The atmosphere is light and quiet, a fleeting moment suspended between presence and disappearance.

The brush still dances in my hands, even in the quiet moments. There is a rhythm to it — soft, unforced — like movement rising from somewhere deeper than thought. Each stroke becomes a gentle step, a flow, a continuation of something already alive within.

It is a dance of presence — subtle, steady, and full of grace — where every mark carries both intention and freedom.

HELD

The soft blues move gently through this piece, like breath after heaviness — a quiet shift that comes when you begin to rise again. There is a calm here that feels steady and sure, not loud, but deeply present. It carries the sense that something has passed, and something new is beginning to unfold.

This is the place just beyond the valley, where you realise you were held through it all, and are now being gently led forward. What once felt heavy is being gathered, softened, and carried into something lighter — held, even now.

A3 | Original artwork
Watercolour and ink
For sale

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May goodness and mercy wrap you 🌿

Just like the circular movement of each brushstroke,
soft and continuous, it becomes
a quiet reminder of grace that never leaves.

Colours flow, curves unfold,
and the canvas holds a gentle rhythm of peace.

Psalm 23:6

Dancing Rose

Petal by petal,
He rewrites the story...
not by erasing the pain,
but by transforming it into

something that breathes, something that rises,
something that dances.

You have turned my mourning into dancing

Psalm 30:11

Dancing Brush