A Love Note to Myself

Ok so I ‘ve been inspired by an activity that includes sending a Valentine to yourself. I also wrote a similar poster for a classroom.

Your painting is improving .

It is amazing what happens when you let go of comparing and doubts and trust yorself. You are kind and always try to help people. Your book ideas are awesome. Keep writing. Pay no attention to negativity. Listen to the tree’s breeze and all its realities.

It’s been raining cats and dogs. Remember there may be a drought but the rain is coming. I mean literally it has come! I should paint this?

It’s Valentine’s Day!

There I was, creating all the elements for a Valentine craft table. I’ve been designing lots of classroom character posters with construction paper. Yes pun intended. I realized this is great practice for breaking down drawings into simple shapes. What and idea!

Then I thought about my famous live your story poem, soon to be book. Why not change the color to pink for Valentine’s Day!

Every day is a day to love yo self and when you love yo self…..there are no impossibilites.

pink heart lightbulb

Today I mixed up the right pink. I mixed in a little gray to get a warm pink. I want the book to have a warm inviting vibe. I am so glad I am reusing this old crayola palette to create a color palette of my own.

I thought I could mix up two complementary colors and get the right black gray tone.

Then I painted the idea of how with one spoonful of sugar the sour fades and all you savor is wonderful flavor.

Yeah sums up this wonderful experience I’ve been having lately. Look at this color. You start out with the black and mix in a little pink. Look at all the beautiful tones I made. These tones would not have been possible without black tones. After I painted three hearts I realized I could have made the process more gradual but sometimes you have to go with good enough.

I make lots of art that was…that’s the thing I can’t even say ugly art because it was art that led to this project. All that art had to happen to overcome the 10,000 tries. That’s always a beautiful thing.

Then I was looking at my heart

and realized this sketch makes so much more sense.

The whole idea for the heart is the idea of something so beautiful that you wonder how it ever came to be. Yeah we all have that beauty within us.

…nature speaks

Inspiration follows me everywhere and I love when it happens. I am so exicted!I had to write about it right now, on a day that I don’t usually write.

This art got a makeover

yeah these words, I’m really feeling them

A teacher assigns a writing assignment about a time when you felt one with nature. This same class reads a memoir about a man who journeys along a river. He survives a storm because the river speaks to him. I should paint this!

In another class I read a few chapters from a book. I read the glorious words that inspired my art. These words just spoke to me and I had to paint them. This is good practice for lettering my book too.

I found myself sporadically tellling a woman I had merely met for minutes about my art and my books. I spoke with all the confidence in the world.

She told me about her art dreams. Only difference is her art is with food. It was wonderful!

It’s been a good week! Nature, with you there are no impossibilites

try new things

Idea 1 : Paint some cool clouds with this cotton pom-pom. Not bad.

Idea 2: Use a little India ink to paint a heart. That was fun.

Maybe I should rethink the color here?

…but the more I look at it, the more I like it
…which one has the right vibe.

Who you are is a wonder to behold. Which one has that vibe. I’m going to say the 1st is easier on the eye and sporadically feels right…

Idea 3: Paint a heart character ( idea 2and 3 are for the book)

Idea 4 : This idea came from a book. The passage is something like this,” Most fish talk. You just have to be willing to listen. One, of course must want to hear.

india ink is beautiful but the fish and lettering need help…

“What an awesome way to say believe in the impossible. The impossible can happen but one must be willing to think it so.

Idea : 5 It’s been raining a whole lot and yesterday the sun came out. To bask in the glory of nature one must experience pouring rain. Oh it’s so true because the skies are ever so blue, crisp and clean. The first glimpse of sun always warms me on a cold day after a storm. It did today. Then …we’ll there goes the awesome clouds I made this morning.

Oh well ,you win some and you lose some. It’s the game of trying new things. I have two projects down for the book. I still have to think about the lettering layout. I can’t obsess because I got this. I will paint the words, practice watercolor. I want this book out there. People are going to love it. They already love the poem…no hay imposibles.

the right color…

these days it’s blues and greens. I do bask in the glory of nature. I know there’ll be a few trees in the book…

What happended to this trunk? At a second glance, I can see the inspiration from all the unusually beautiful trees I’ve been collecting on pinterest. Yeah I like it.

The next step is to work on all of my blues and build the right color scheme.

Color you have my heart

Curiosity, imagination and paint, with you I shall never part

Pink and gray, will you work together?

Yes, oh I could do this forever.

Blue, pink and green, with every stroke you literaaly check my BLUES

I’ll create. I ‘ll CREATE

I have the power. I’ll show ’em this is my fate.

…there are no impossibilities

let the painting begin…

Thinking map is done.

Many of the sketches are done.

 

Color scheme is almost figured out. I’ve got two weeks to make the deadline. Will I make it? Should I make it?

I don’t know, I’m taking my time.

Letting all those ideas and words work out fine.

This live your story poem is good.

Breeze, you tell me I got the skills, the talent…yeah its understood.

I am a writer

With you lizard brain I am a fighter.

 

Ha this whole Muhammad Ali rhyming thing is so cool! People are lovin’ my live your love story poem. Some are already waiting for the book to come out. Good things are happening….there’s no impossibilities.

live your story

This poem has been through so many editions…

But I needed to practice. I needed to go through all of these ideas to build on the ideas I have today. Last night I sat writing with an ache in my heart and a lump in my throught. With each stroke, the voice in my head suggested stick to the regular a’s, write neat, and remember who you are.

Oh the power of art.

I am ready to begin more sketches for the book. This weekend I’ll begin painting, aqua, pink, navy blue and…wait a minute maybe this color scheme will work…

blues. pinks…

Color and textures

Oh if these colors and textures of past projects could talk. They would say… Fear not. I’m part of your process. Feck Perfuction. I was the color who brighten your gloomy days. I was the texture that invited curiosity to play. I was the color that took your tears and said, There now sweet child you’ll be ok. I was the color blue that made you believe. Yes my green helped you paint trees. Why it’s us pink and green that inspired trees. And it’s us the passion of your life. We’ve been through it all. Oh with you by my side life is a ball! Yeah….there are no impossibilities

Wisdom Tree

There was an Oprah speech a Sean Wess podcast I haven’t lsitened to in a long time, Laren Daigle’s You say and a movie.

BUT as I hand lettered my words all I could think about was Muhammad Ali’s rhyming. I ‘ll give it a try.

The only world I want to listen to makes me feel like I can do.

With her breeze she always puts me at ease.

The sun warms me. There is no doubt, I clearly see.

I will paint what I want

I got talent and I’m gonna flaunt.

You see flaws. Please put away your claws.

Cuz I got the breeze, she’s telling me keep walking with ease

There is no greater power than love,

I’ve got love

I swim among the most beautiful doves.

Today I gave a writing lesson to a first grade class. It was brilliant and I discovered …I’m a writer. This week was incredible. I sat down and I drew letters. I drew. The more I spend time in nature, the more I can say girl, Flow. Just let go and create. You got this now get out there because…there are no impossibilities

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