Sometimes I think back to being a kid. How much fun we had then. We didn't care what we looked like. Not like the kids do now. I would ride my bike, get dirty in the mud, play pretend, make tree houses, bake things with grandma, play video games on the 1st Nintendo!
A Strange Piece I Created That Reminds Me Of My Inner Child
SOLD
Life felt so new and interesting. As you get older things are not so new and you forget what it must feel like to be able to move for the first time. Like sit and think about not being able to move. Having to sit on the floor or in your bed, only able to move if some lady you know is important picks you up. That would feel pretty weird. Now picture your self taking your first face plant into the carpet as you try your hardest to move across the floor with these weird things called legs! It must have been so exciting and frustrating all at the same time.
An Unfinished Piece. The Stork Reminds Me Of Mothers Day.
I guess where my rambling is going is that we should sit down and think about what our children are going through in order to understand their feelings and troubles. Not just that though... I think we would all be better off if we got excited about doing things. Even if it was just a small goal you accomplished. It takes baby steps to get from dragging your self on the ground to walking on two feet.
I Was Trying To Paint My Destiny! Hoping For An Art Show.
But I put my foot down and said I was going to make 4 sample shoes for the vendor show and I did it! Not only did I finish them, take photos of them, but I made a pair of heels for me too!
NOW LETS SEE IF I CAN RUN!
Tell me at least one thing you did last month that you could pat your self on the back for...no matter how small! Leave a comment below. Share it!
2 comments:
Each week I prepare the PowerPoint show for church. I am usually proud of the effort and the result.
Are those shoes leather? Market, Market, Market. Try taking your shoes to a store and see if the owner would like to sell them. My friend took her plastic purses to the Boston store, they purchased the 15 she had and ask her for 250. (she declined as she didn't want to mass produce, I didn't like that decision.)
You're a good girl, don't be harsh on yourself, your courageous heart has carried you this far, carry on and make art.
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