Notes to my Teenage Self

I started this painting with the intention of letting go of parts of me and my life that were no longer serving me well. It quickly became a nurturing piece feeding the soul of my teenage self. I suppose letting go of things needed to start there. It's filled with words of wisdom, encouragement, and love for a seventeen year old who had just lost her grandmother. Though my outside appearance at that age absolutely did not look like this, the girl in the painting is a 17 year old representation of what I look like today.

I placed this painting on top of the piano my mother recently gave me. It had been my grandmother's. It felt right.

"Notes to my Teenage Self"

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This painting was inspired by a class taught by Tamara Laporte.

 

 

Pigtails and Puddles 2

...because one is never enough when your subject is this darn cute.

This little one's boots remind of my own little ones and their boots...cowboy boots, that is. Both of my kids LOVED their cowboy boots. And I encouraged them to wear them as often as possible. Yes, they were a fabulous fashion statement. Yes, they were simply adorable in them. But the best thing? They slowed my kids down. They ran more slowly, they climbed more slowly, and they jumped off of high objects more slowly.

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Puddles and Pigtails 1

This was a commissioned piece and I was so honored to be asked paint it!

I just adore this kiddo! She's trudging through a puddle with such awesome determination...I love it! Puddles are utterly and completely irresistible. And, gosh, don't even get me started with pigtails and galoshes.

A painting filled with some of my favorite things...love!


And even better, I got to paint two versions of it because sometimes one is simply not enough! I'll post the second one tomorrow.

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Stick a Fork in It

And by "it" I mean my husband.

Here's how it goes when we're out to eat and we actually get a dessert to share after the meal.


Me:  "I only want one bite."

Dave:  "Sure, 'only one bite'."


I take my fork and pull off the teeniest, tiniest, what can only be called a mere taste morsel.  Then after I decide I do, in fact, like it, I take my fork and reach toward the tiny cake plate...and Dave pulls the plate just out of my reach.  And then I stab him in the chest with my empty fork.  OK, perhaps "lightly poke" is the more appropriate term.

This happens over and over and over again.  And the amazing thing is, David still manages to eat pretty much the entire piece of the cake whilst steadfastly protecting his treasured treat.

Lucky for us he's just as protective of his family (excepting of our sweet tooth appetites, that is).

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