Friday, January 06, 2006
The Artist Formerly Known As Me
Sister will be 4 next week, and we are preparing a royal tea party for her and six of her little friends. This is her first "friend party" and I have to say, I am very excited. I dug out a silver tea service I pieced together from various garage sales and some pretty silver trays. It is all old and mismatched and very tarnished. But once I polished it, is seemed to sparkle in honor of the princess. The silver isn't the only thing I found buried in a box. I also found something else I used to love, something else that used to shine. I found the artist within. I had an idea for a backdrop to take all the little party-goers pictures in front of, so I stole Brother and Sister's brand new box of colored pencils and let the artist out to breathe. It had been a really long time since I had sat down to draw something...I mean, really create something. I wasn't sure I could do it anymore. But once I got rolling, I was lost in it. It was good paper, with a rough texture, and the colors came together to create something magical. Cinderella's castle came to life before my eyes. I remembered how much I love creating beautiful things. It is not yet complete, and it will take me several more hours, but I am enjoying every stolen moment.
There was a time I knew this artist well. It's been good to visit with her again.